Dear Reader, A Yule Tale Collection


Winter Sunrise over icy grasslands


This year again time is pressed upon by other matters such as fieldwork, family time, and getting this blooming novel writ- I was upset at the thought of not making a 2021 Yule Tale but then I looked back and there are these previous stories for avid readers to revisit, old friends to reacquaint with if you will. Some are lovely, some are silly, all are from me to you, all have hope of bringing peace and/or cheer. Whether you gobble them all up in one go or eke out the fun, your choice. 
Today is the second day of calendar winter: I am sat under a duvet writing this, the window ajar to dry out damp, my head is wrapped in recycled polythene as I'm dying the grey bits green, and our elderly (though mostly sprightly) Dog has embarrassed herself causing me to now cease writing and go wash a blanket.
Happy holidays xx

Here are the links:

The Vain Little Tree

Ice In The Evergreen

How The Snowdrops Bloomed

The Porcupines In Winter

A Slightly Parallel Cinderella

Titania's Curious Other Life

Shelf Elf Barry And The Ugly Christmas Jumper Situation

Two Surly Uncles Laughing To The Beat

Shelf Elf Barry And The Christmas Pandemic Protocol Situation










Comments

Elephant's Child said…
Thank you for these treats which I will savour later. Almost undoubtedly when I should be doing other things...
2 December 2021 at 17:42
Lisa Southard said…
Happy to be a distraction/alibi :-)
5 December 2021 at 17:42
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