This is the creche at church. Last year, new figures were donated by our parishioners. We gave the flock of sheep and a sheepdog, marked with arrows.
After lunch, we headed over to the place where we always cut our tree, and were confronted by a vast array of choices. Which one should we choose?
We walked nearly the entire property and checked out a lot of trees when we found this beauty, which met all my criteria for height and width. As a bonus, it was "$20 dollar special."
Here it is, going down. Timmm-berrrrr!
We brought it home and set it up. It's a new location this year, because our upstairs sitting room has been rearranged since last Christmas.
Last night, I drove into the city to attend a performance of The Messiah, held at a large church. The soloists were magnificent, the pianist and oragnist and trumpet and horn were outstanding. I snapped this shot when we all stood up for the "Hallelujah" chorus.
This morning, I've got a constant re-wind of "Lift up your heads, O ye Gates" going on and on in my head. All that lovely music is still stuck in there!
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