We cut down, dragged out of the woods, and set up an 11 foot Frasier fir yesterday during the ice storm. It dripped for 8 hours, then we strung the lights. The deer peaking over the top is not the one that strayed my way this November. Shelley is stringing garlands around the fireplace, and there’s my grandfather’s sleigh up high, the one he was pulled in when he was a baby in the late 1880’s!
