Why I’ll hang St. Nicholas stockings until I’m old and decrepit
There are eight Christmas stockings filled with all kinds of goodies hanging along the radiator cover next to our prayer corner. I know, not the smartest place to harbor chocolates, but we haven’t got a mantle and that’s the next-best place for them.
Melting chocolate aside, the stockings – one for each member of the original Fenelon (more…)