A Norman Rockwell Day

Today we awoke to snow, not bad for December 1st in the Northwest, usually it is raining. After spending a lazy morning our son, daughter-in-law and grand-daughter came over and we went out for breakfast and then headed out the Christmas tree farm to get a couple of trees.

The weather was just perfect for it, not raining; a little snow on the ground, the air was cold, just what was needed to get into the spirit of things. We found the trees and got the guy with the tractor to come and pick us up, even though we could have carried them it was all about getting to ride in the back of the wagon behind the tractor. After a round of hot chocolate and a candy cane for Katelynn it was time to head home and get the tree in the house.

We brought it in and set it in the stand and it was the perfect height. I dug out the box with the decorations, turned on the classic CD of Christmas music, turned on the fireplace and Kyle and I went to work on the tree as it snowed on and off all afternoon.

The tree is trimmed, the stockings are hung, and the box is back in the closet I guess we are ready. No wait, we still need to find a blow-up snow globe for the front lawn that is what my husband wants this year. We looked at two stores this afternoon and weren’t able to find one. I will go on line here soon and hunt one down. It is really what he wants.

So as I sit here in front of the tree with the fireplace going there is a light snow falling outside it is the end to the perfect Norman Rockwell Day, Merry Christmas everyone.