I wandered about outside last week to capture some final images of fall. My timing was impeccable as a few days later we were blanketed in a heavy quilt of snow. While I love the splendor that fall provides, it's really rather magical to be in a world of white, perhaps because it's rather rare these days for it to last.
And last it will not, as we are expecting a weekend of freezing rain and ice pellets. We should probably break out the movie Ice Castles and call Uncle right now. I don't think anybody will be going anywhere.
Our renovations are on hold until after the holidays; we needed a break. It's almost done but not quite enough to have the house completely back in order, but since we won't be hosting any Christmas fiestas this year, it'll do.
It was the Artist's birthday yesterday and for the first time I can ever remember, we didn't have a tree to place his gifts under. A normal birthday....I wonder if he liked it.
The Artist wants to thin out our little woods and I noticed, a few months ago, a tree with a definite lean to it. We'll be chopping that one down and using the top for our tree this year. We've grown weary of our local Christmas tree farm with its perfect trees and exorbitant prices. I'm digging this year's free and local version. Here's hoping it's not covered in too much ice.
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