Our first snow of the year (7 delightful inches) on the day we tromped through a card friends' woods in search of a tree. It was magical. Witness the winter coat I bought before ever moving to MN and the snow pants I finally got on sale at the end of last season! A cold wet butt gets old.
I told Otto we were going to trim the tree and he looked at me with a shocked expression and said "Why cut it up?"
This was the first year he could really help and though one or two branches at toddler height are a sagging under the weight of their ornaments he did a fine job. Photos of that another day.
2 comments:
the bird bath was just a dry run. Everybody looks great with the snow--including the tree. Merrrreee christmas!
oh, for heaven's sake! a few snowflakes and you're bundled up like it's winter in minnesota...oh, wait a minute...
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