|Some Kris Kringle presents begin to accumulate under the Community Room tree.|
|A holiday scene in a corner of a residence hall.|
|A look at our snow-less backyard through a silver wreathe.|
I've been hearing lots of versions of Leonard Cohen's song Hallelujah. It is such a haunting, deeply spiritual song. Despite all the beautiful renditions my favorite is still the one sung by Cohen himself--here.