Almost too late.

I haven't got used to how short the days are and realised mid-afternoon I'd better put down my sewing and go for a run. At least I got a bit of colour in the sky though the sun had set. I also got wet feet as there was a lot of water on one part of the field edge.
This morning I took the service at church using "Hark, the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn king" to bring out the message of Advent and Christmas. It was recorded as our services usually are, (though I don't like being recorded).
The sun shone as long as it was up