by Anne R Allen

As we approach the frantic season known as “The Holidays,” I always ask myself, “Why do we do it?”

Why do I make fake snowdrifts around a dying tree in my sunny California living room and put plastic snow persons in my beachy drought-tolerant yard?

It’s all the fault of Charles Dickens. says the new movie, The Man Who Invented Christmas.

Mr. Dickens has a lot to answer for.

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