Here Comes Winter

 I have been hauling Christmas boxes up and down the stairs this afternoon. 

I just have one question. 

Where did it all come from? 

I intended to donate more than half of it this year, but 

Pete's final illness squashed that idea, so... I'm going to 

mark the bins so I know which need to go to the Good Shepherd next fall. 

This tiny little tree is the living room tree this year. 

I just don't have the oomph right now. 

Here is the spare bedroom tree, and I love it.  I have always loved my 

skinny primitive tree.  I still need to put a skirt around it. 

It does light up. 

I need to vacuum in the morning, and put the nativity set out. 

People are cutting the grass in our neighborhood, there is a man out there now.  

As you see, there is still a lot of green. 

This was our little side-yard-pond last week, after the rain we had. 

Actually, we are now expecting a 100% chance of rain this weekend, 

so I think it will look like this again. 

When I was on my way home from church the other night, 

I saw something way in the distance.  I stopped and waited. 

14 crossed the road (another lady stopped on the other side).

They joined a large group in the field on my left. 

After the group joined,  there were well over 20 birds together. 

I just love these birds!