I've been hearing this grand old Christmas Carol in my head for days now. . .
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o’er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Sweetly singing o’er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Then it became a HUM. . .
and the Hum became a SONG. . .

Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
With ANGELIC INSPIRATION, I began to bring
LIGHT to our FARMHOUSE Keeping Room. . .
while our FIRST FIRE of the WINTER made it
More FESTIVE. . .More ROMANTIC. . .
More CHRISTMAS-Y. . .
Sending even more LIGHT throughout the room. . .

Bringing to mind how. . .one STARRY Christmas night. . .
the LIGHT OF THE WORLD. . .came down to live among us. . .

And. . .the ANGELS SANG. . .
