Now that we no longer have a puppy that pulls and chews at things, I can now decorate by our front door again . . .
While it looks like much of the country is expecting a White Christmas, we are blanketed in a thick batch of fog.
Merry Christmas to all . . .
I think back to many holidays gathered in Scotts Valley with my dear cousins and wish we could all be together again. I was one of the "little kids" stuck in the kitchen (waging Lincoln Log wars), while the grown-ups sat in the living room. I remember cheating at various board games and watching old home movies. I never remember the women folk grumbling about the work to be done, but I do remember the safety and love I felt. Thanks for the memories -
Hugs to everyone -
1 comment:
Very pretty packages!
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