Christmas


She's makin' a list, checkin' it twice... (and talkin' religion)

She's makin' a list, checkin' it twice... (and talkin' religion)

This weekend our Christmas festivities will begin in earnest.

At the end of Christmas even the boxes tell a story

At the end of Christmas even the boxes tell a story

I suppose I could use plastic storage bins for the tree ornaments, nested together in an IKEA photo shoot worthy fashion. But cardboard boxes work and they also tell a story.

At the end of the high holiday

At the end of the high holiday

The time between Christmas Eve and New Year's is our family's high holiday of the year. A week long celebration of outdoor winter activity, games, and feasting with family and friends.

And may all your Christmases be white

And may all your Christmases be white

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow...

We're Goin' to the Country

We're Goin' to the Country

In seventeen years of marriage Damien and I have lived in eleven homes. Out of all the places we've lived in our married life, this home has been the most charming.

A Christmas Interlude

A Christmas Interlude

I've felt a little "Christmas writing bereft" on the blog so I thought a holiday update was in order.

Holiday Color

Holiday Color

the doll Celine made this month for herself apple peels for the squirrels Brienne gets her gfit bags (the presents she's giving) set up most of our wrapped gifts look like this a Common Redpoll, a new visitor to or feeder Christmas morning french toast. We don't do presents on ...