Our first big snow fall of the season makes all things bright and shiny and oh, so Christmasy.
Our little mountain home.
I made the wreath last weekend from greens I foraged around my farm. It's waiting for a nice bow.
Douglas fir with cones attached from the backyard for a base, cedar from the pasture tree, holly with berries attached from the front yard, and a few azalea sprigs for accent.
The beautiful advent wreath centerpiece belonging to our houseguests (our new pastor and his family).
Katie's beautiful plaque is on the piano with a coordinating gold and white arrangement-
Holiday music plays, kids with frost clinging to their pant legs are sipping hot chocolate, the tractor rumbles outside plowing driveway snow, and the light streaming in the windows has a special brightness.
It feels like December.