This Sunday, December 18, Sass and I will be selling at the Seaport Market again- me, poetry and fiction; Sass- photocards. The Market is exciting, warm and fragrant at Christmas time, redolent of cinnamon and fir, beribboned and bowed, welcoming all into its embrace. I think there should be a fireplace there and comfortable chairs, and some elves under the tables, making and hammering and wrapping. But it’s still really, really good! Come see.