The BLF Game

[brightpearl]

It's another glorious Christmas at the (*name withheld*) household; as I handwrite this heartfelt Christmas letter in stunning calligraphic flourishes on handmade soy-based parchment, the homemade Bavarian scalded eggnog is steaming in my great-grandmother's Blue Willow cups, the dog is sitting attentively at my L.L. Bean shearling slippered feet, and the children are arranged like luminous Titian angels about the living room, playing quietly with their new wooden trains and sewing traditional French cross-stitch samplers in their smocked heirloom nightgowns and Tartan flannel pajamas.