The tree is still up. It will be up for a few more days. My wife insists on celebrating the real 12 days of Christmas, which come after the big day. I’m fine with that, since we put the tree up a week early.
But will New Years guests judge?
The breakfast pickup
I'll never get tired of this
We're moving in two weeks. Now I'm starting to miss everything that used to be ordinary.
Oh the places you'll go, indeed.
Finally it's falling, aeration of the heavy, everything soaking a deeper velvet and the wind turns on its side
"Just answer my question." I hear little Persepolis in English amid her father's impenetrable and delightfully rhythmic Farsi.
Free candy downtown
Over dinner with an old friend--kangaroo, duck and elk.
A small trio on the side patio, a bourbon neat, and everyone's dog is well-behaved.