Have yourself a merry little Christmas....

It's official, at least at this present moment.

It will be a green Christmas here in England.

The picture I took this afternoon, has been such a strange site to behold since the day I arrived.

I never put together, England, and Palm trees. And yet, everyday I look out to the back yard and there it is in all it's 'tropical' glory, feeling wrongly placed, in my opinion. However, this year I can say I celebrated Christmas where the palm trees grew. Seriously you will see them all over the places in random yards.

But the other amazing thing about this picture is that there are 2 roses still in bloom.

I can't say that I have ever seen roses in bloom on Christmas day. Now I can :)

I have been visited with the gift of full blown cold.

Right in time for Christmas.

So today I thought I'd go for a walk and treat myself to a little Christmas Eve lunch.

It was nice to get out and walk and breath in fresh air.

Merry Christmas to all my beloved Family and Friends.

I shall miss you, but I am enjoying my experience of an 'English' Christmas.

May you all enjoy every minute of your time together celebrating the greatest gift we have ever received

May His love and grace fill your hearts, and may you grow in more in love with the Saviour of the world, with every breath you take.

Thank you God, for Jesus, his life, death and resurrection.

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