My offspring. It only took me 212 shots to get ONE with both of them looking forward, and only 5 minutes in Burlington to find matching outfits.

Our home made mountain tree… Brad insists on turning off all the lights to sit and watch it glow.

The stockings I stitched a couple of years ago…Claire’s stocking is in the development stages. It is done being stitched… I just have to recruit help from my personal seamstress. There is a place in heaven saved for people who know how to toil with a sewing machine.

My poinsettia on the kitchen table. It is so pleasant to dine with this QUIET little flower.

My wreath from the spare sprigs of pine from our tree. It makes our doorway so fragrant.

My mom’s Carmel. I made it for the neighbors. Let’s see if it ever gets out. And yes I made two pans and yes I ate that entire whole row by myself.