Merry Christmas from the First Coast!

Dawn crept up on us slowly at the condo this morning. It was so grey and overcast that we couldn't tell where the horizon was, no color difference between the ocean and sky.

I guess these are ripe conditions for Santa Claus to sneak into a beachside condo.

After all, we don't have a chimney . . .

Anyway, the jolly old elf did indeed manage to slip a few presents under the tree while we were sleeping.

But, at the risk of sounding trite, let's keep in mind that the gifts are not the reason for the season.

OK, 'nuff preachin'. Pass the eggnog!