The wonderful house of Christmas cheer in Vienna has pulled out the stops once again this year, filling their large lawn with brightly lit Santas, snowmen, and the Holy Family. I managed to find the best cedar Christmas tree this year with one solid trunk and no bagworms. Unfortunately, it was 12 ft. tall, so I had to knock off 2 ft. from the base so it wouldn't bend at my 10 ft. ceilings. In honor of my mother who died a year ago today, I will embark on making Christmas candy, her mother's famous date loaf, her fudge, her divinity (only when the humidity is really low). I have bags of pecans from her house and her candy recipe books. Gently into the deep, dark winter nights to wish cheer and happiness to all.