Hiking trail oxymoron. You either see it or you don’t.
Photo by me, Belle Isle State Park, Virginia, 26 December 2014.
Hiking trail oxymoron. You either see it or you don’t.
Photo by me, Belle Isle State Park, Virginia, 26 December 2014.
Posted in could be worse, environment, hiking, trees, what NOT to say
Tagged getting around, grammar and usage
Whew. Holiday decorating nearly done.
First we retrieve the yule branch from the basement. It meets many of the criteria of our lives — minimalist, pretty cheap, “green,” a bit crafty.
It has a back story. In life, this magnolia branch started out as part of a Casey Trees planting (I should say the mighty Casey Trees!) in the triangle park on our street. Despite our attention and watering, it died. When the poor dead soul finally fell over and started to migrate into the street from natural forces, we picked it up, trimmed it a bit, and William went at it with white paint.
Then I find among our office supplies the Colorformesque sticky gel tree, and arrange its parts on the bathroom door.
All that’s left is filling the punch bowl.
Happy holidays. Find some good news somewhere around you.
Posted in craft, environment, holiday, home, shelter, trees, Washington DC
Tagged celebrations, festivity, house, the unchristians, yule