There were pine needles everywhere.
Here’s all the mish-mash of weird Christmas lights wound up to confuse and frustrate us next year. Cords and plug ins, all goofy.
I had a tall grandchild climb up onto the cupboard and pull the Santa sleigh back off the wall.
All these festive cardboard guys, year after year:
The living room has returned to boringly normal.
And that’s the end. Onward.
So much love, Val