We wished we'd taken the camera, tarheel. We'd have probably forgotten we had it though anyway, in the excitment.

Funny, two nights before, on Christmas Eve, I joked about listening for the cows and sheep. We were walking at midnight. You know how legend says that the animals get human speech at midnight on Christmas Eve. Thought that would be a neat miracle to witness. Well they didn't say a word! Just murmered things like mmmmmah! Our Cockatoo said, "Hello Spunky, what cher doing?", when we got home, but he always says that. Sometimes he swears so maybe he was affected by the special time. Next morning he was back in form. "Merry Christmas Spunky!" says I. "Silly old bugger!" he answered.
Anyway we did get our own personal miracle a few nights later. Cheers, Joy