I’ve always liked this fir-tree. It is so perfect, I always expect someone to cut it down in the middle of the night for a purloined Christmas tree. People do that sort of thing, you know. Ho! Ho! Ho!
I haven’t checked the front door yet. I’m expecting a package today. I hope the staff clear the walks before then, no matter how much snow there is…!
Dougy plows right into this white stuff. He’s fearless, curious, and the one of my two boys I have to watch carefully so he doesn’t slip outside. I don’t make the brothers wear their collars inside. They aren’t allowed to roam outside, so never have worn collars. I’m sure they would have fits! (Kind of like ties and me.)
I have two of these handmade Cretan planters. They are fairly large. I grow Sedum in them, which dies off and is attractive dried, too.