Either my brother or my father–each blames the other–messed with my stocking holders on Christmas Day. It’s actually a family tradition to do such things, though my mother’s knickknacks are usually the “victims.”
My Christmas cactus is making me so happy this year.
The annual making of the ginger snaps went very well this year.
This guy always becomes a ball of cat when it’s cold.
Celestial Seasonings holiday tea came with the little tea tins this year. Mine found its way into my stitchy box.
The moon was especially bright this week.