To All A Good Night chalk and there’s always time to

and there’s always time to show gratitude

I’ve been experimenting with adding some to ice cubes

It is a tradition I've come to cherish

This Summer I've planted a little flower-cutting garden

living in the moment

To All A Good Night chalk and there’s always time to"He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,And laying his finger aside of his nose,And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose; He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight'Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!'"