'Twas the night before Christmas

Luminarias

See?  Pretty!

Shepherd abiding

I don't think the donkey was happy

 Our Christmas Eve involved lighting up all the luminarias, then quickly blowing them all out since we were afraid the wind was going to blow them over and set fire to our dead yard, acting out the Nativity, and getting to bed early since we are old folks.  Plus eating.  (because:  tradition)