But at Christmas it always is young,
The heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair
And its soul full of music breaks the air,
When the song of the angels is sung.
We are mystery writers who are dying to discuss the hobbies and interests that drove us to murder.
MONDAY - Miniatures - Joanna Campbell Slan and Chris Verstraete
TUESDAY - Needlework - Monica Ferris
WEDNESDAY - Pets - Linda O. Johnston
THURSDAY - Yoga - Tracy Weber
FRIDAY - Crocheting - Betty Hechtman