Merry Christmas, Solstice, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, or whatever winter holiday you favor, I hope it's happy, peaceful, and full of love and friends. We're slowly decompressing from the sales season, will have Christmas dinner for supper, maybe open presents, maybe save 'em for Sunday. Who knows? It's just the start of the Christmas season.Woke up this morning at 6:24 to Christmas greetings from a friend in Wisconsin who doesn't understand how time zones work. Sang Christmas carols with an expanded Newman Center choir (only one Christmas day Mass, so both the 9 and 11 am folks were there) that had sopranos and altos, along with my lone tenor. Carols are fun because everybody knows 'em, and we all have the harmonies down from years of repetition. We also had an operatic soprano who knows a few of the grand, soaring descants on Hark the Herald and Angels We Have Heard. Was going to introduce Shannon to our hand-made Nativity set, but Regina's grand-kids were crowding the space and we couldn't get close enough to touch. (She's blind, so will need hands-on to appreciate.) Fortunately, there's time. It's just the start of the season, after all.