Christmas is coming fast, and there is snow on the ground, but the house is dry and warm, so I am happy. Doesn’t take much to make me happy.
More photos of kids, baking, charlie-brown trees, and possibly cats, this week. Growing up we never had trees at our house, so I had to go to family for such a thing. I love the smell of Balsam Fir and that wasn’t always what we had for a tree, but I would go down into the woods, often enough on snowshoes and gather an armful of boughs for the mantel and tables, so I could have my smells of Christmas along with the baking.