A string of untangled Christmas lights, the box of decorations open at the end of the bar and I am reminded of the season again. I slip my coat on and walk to the barn the steam rises from the horses as I harness them to the old cutter. And Head off to the hills in search of what in need most..
Several hours later I return a fresh cut blue spruce in tow to be set up in the Inn.
Just glad the day is over Cg, it was long and made even longer with the treacherous roads around here. Oh, and catching up on a post or two that I owe as well smiles
A kick would be wonderful in it please Cg, thanks the smile blooms brighter for Cg's thoughtfulness