In our country kitchen,
arrangements are made...
Ingredients are piled on top of the old Irish bar,
and cutting board table.
Everything becomes dappled with flour.
The oven is warmed and ready to bake our time-honored recipes...
Family recipes handed down through our family.
There is always bowls of nuts and fruits.
On Christmas Eve we have our great family supper,
with traditional desserts in front of a warm fire.
Our family country house is the only place I want to be
at
Christmas time...
Blessings
Yaya
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