The time has come the walrus said... the time to make Christmas lists, that is. Not the painful "What I want" kind, but the joyous "What I will give" kind. This means it is time to divest the Closet. My closet is a jealous creature. When I begin to search its depths for the goodies put away during the past 6 months, it throws things at me! Can you believe it? It talks sometimes too. Low grumbling noises, or higher pitch rattlings. Every once in a while, it vomits out a torrent of things. But, mainly, it holds gifts and does not let them go. Hmmm... maybe I will sew instead.