Happy Holidays from our home to yours

[Edited for typos. Nothing new to read here.]

Bullock and I are leaving for various home towns tomorrow and won't be back until the new year. I may be able to do some blogging from Cowtown, but I may not, so I wanted to wish you all a very happy holiday season with this virtual Christmas card. That's our brand new authentic fake tree -- plenty of room to start collecting beautiful ornaments (gift hint to relatives for future reference)! Note the candy canes used as filler and the rather bare bottom branches. Alas, all the pictures came out blurry -- I think the battery's low or the light was just too low -- but this is the least fuzzy of them. (Oh, and by the way, the fabulously perfect paint job on the walls, windows, and ceiling was all done by Bullock himself. He is truly multi-talented.)

And below, for Friday Poetry Blogging, I give you the Coventry Carol (with modern spelling).

May you have a very happy holiday season -- MLA and AHA included! -- and a splendid new year!

All our best,
Dr. Virago and Bullock

The Coventry Carol

Lullay, Thou little tiny Child,
By, by, lully, lullay.
Lullay, Thou little tiny Child.
By, by, lully, lullay.

O sisters, too, how may we do,
For to preserve this day;
This poor Youngling for whom we sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.

Herod the King, in his raging,
Charged he hath this day;
His men of might, in his own sight,
All children young, to slay.

Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee,
And ever mourn and say;
For Thy parting, nor say nor sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.