Scanning the new book shelves at the library, I was attracted by the seasonal theme - why not get in the Christmas mood? - and the author. I enjoy Marcia Willett's writing when I'm in a cozy-cottage-in-Cornwall type of mood. Which is often, as those who know this inveterate Anglophile will attest. This is not really a Christmas book, though it was obviously marketed as such. It actually begins at Epiphany and ends at Advent, so rather misses Christmas itself. So much for getting in the mood. This is a sweet and gentle book, however, and is centered around a community of elderly Anglican nuns and the people who help support them. So, no rip-roaring plot lines or even a dead body in the abbey. In fact, I'd say where Willett often stumbles is in plot, but her skills lie in creating believable characters and in beautiful descriptions of nature. As one would expect with a book dealing with nuns, there's a good bit of scripture quoting, so if that bothers you, then this book is not for you. Willett also expresses a quiet spiritual insight that has little to do with religion, and, no, not all the characters are religious. There is some extramarital hanky panky going on, but no venturing into the bedroom. The supposed threat to the convent never gets off the ground, and as a plot device, never generates any real concern, and the way it is dispensed with at the end seems ludicrously over the top. (There have been similar type dispatches in some of her other books, and it just seems silly and lazy.) But Willett evokes her setting beautifully, and I enjoy spending a bit of time on the Cornish coast with her sympathetic characters (and a few unsympathetic ones).