I've found myself thinking often lately, "one of my very favorites".
I guess you have that thought a lot, when you love your life.
Always the same place... always at night.... often in the falling snow...
We bundle up, go to Christmas Street (where every house is alit joyfully),
and then make our way to our Robinson Tree Farms (from Kalispell, Montana) tree lot.
Often it takes us a couple of days to attend The Tree,
but not this year.
The babes were eager to weave their magic, while Daddy loved us through his cooking...
The most wonder-ful time of the year, indeed.