There are moments where I forget to be overwhelmed. I focus on the things that make this time of year so special.
A set of helping hands.
Admiring the season's treasures.
Handcrafted gifts take center stage.
Even our tree has pride.
I'm a bit trite this time of year.
I have vintage kitsch...
...and ornamental cheesiness.
A family heirloom keeps watch on the festivities.
Collections grow.
We don't skimp on the lights. Lots of lights inside...
...and out.
Santa hats are worn. Even when envisioning sugar plums.
That Christmas spirit? Yeah.
I'm feelin' it.
**Pictures of the lights were inspired by this shot...which is the bomb in my humble opinion.**