Day Three Hundred Thirty Five 2010

Buddy Cat was in hog heaven this morning, sprawled out in front of the fire in the wood stove. He's been there all day, which is a good place to be on a December first, when even the sun is cold.

Day Three Hundred Thirty Four 2010

"November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.
With night coming early,
And dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate.
The fires burn
And the kettles sing,
And earth sinks to rest
Until next spring."
~~Elizabeth Coatsworth

Goodbye, November. Fall is nearly gone. Winter is three weeks away. Time to fatten up and hibernate.

Day Three Hundred Thirty Three 2010

Here's a blast from the past around this time three years ago. Grandson Elijah, who was fifteen months old at the time, was all decked out in his Big Orange outfit, raking leaves in my front yard. Time is flying!

Day Three Hundred Thirty Two 2010

Neil and I trekked out to the Christmas tree farm today in search of a Christmas tree. This literally was the first tree we saw and we both liked it a lot. It's a Fraser fir, which is a departure for us from the white pine we usually cut. You can see Neil standing behind the tree. He's 5'8", so that gives you a good idea how tall this tree is. We have a 9.5 foot ceiling in our living room. I just hope we don't have to cut the top of the tree off. That would just be sad. We're thinking of stringing the vintage fat colored lights this time, but we may look into the LED versions, which I know just won't be the same. Stay tuned.

Day Three Hundred Thirty One 2010

"There is no such thing in anyone's life as an unimportant day."

~~Alexander Woollcott

American Author