Eh, bien, now we begin the second day of Noel, and the quiet week that leads to New Year. At Mother's house I am on the Finnish Christmas season table cloth; perhaps I am the only grenouille ever to sit on the dining room table. Etienne et moi think of these lines running off into the distance behind me, and into the new year. Time and seasons. Oui. Round and round, onward.
And we are wishing you a tres joli 2009. May we all meet here again for Noel.
And Etienne wishes a very special Bon Anniversaire de Mariage to his dear Maman et Papa. 49 years. It is a long time, non? It is a good time, oui? And many more!
Au revoir (but I will perhaps be flapping my wide lips and waving my tres long tongue throughout the year),