We don’t get a tree until the second weekend in December (that’s tomorrow, yay!), so the kids and I made this substitute earlier in the week:

(Notice the orderly row of presents, five on each side, courtesy of the Firstborn who has that kind of mind.)

It’s snowing tonight. I walked down to the hairstylist’s this evening, trudging through soft powdery snow and admiring the Christmas lights in the shop windows. I love that hushed feathery silence the world gets when it snows.

My fingers are crossed for a white Christmas.