The Last of the Spirits
books by his all-time favorite Six LDS Writers!
(Don't let the fact that you can only see Rob's cover influence you. Take my word for it: they're all there! Buy a complete set for everyone you love this Christmas!)
Meanwhile, the rest of us have joined together to sing a very olde Christmas carol to you, our beloved readers:
Lo, now is come our joyful'st feast!
Let every man be jolly.
Eache roome with yvie leaves is drest,
And every post with holly.
Now all our neighbours' chimneys smoke,
And Christmas blocks are burning;
Their ovens they with bak't meats choke
And all their spits are turning.
Without the door let sorrow lye,
And if, for cold, it hap to dye,
Wee'le bury 't in a Christmas pye,
And evermore be merry!
14th Century carol as recorded by Washington Irving
With Christmas days away and all of us in about the same shape as poor Frog, we're taking a brief vacation from the Frog blog bog. (We'll be back next Friday, so don't stray too far!) In the meantime, we'll leave the Internet addicts with
The Last Frog Blog Contest of the Year!
In the comments section, share with us a recollection of your favorite Christmas ever. Winner (announced next Friday) may choose any one of the Six Writer books, creatively wrapped by The Frog himself!
"...and it was always said of him that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any (frog) alive possed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed,
God Bless Us, Every One!"
Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol in Prose