Monday, December 10, 2018

342/365/Happy Free-for-All

Tim and I took a walk on the rail trail and he gathered milkweed and cornstalk and other wispy weeds to place in the Van Gogh–looking vase under the cowboy painting that we put under the fragrant wreath he bought at market, and he ran white lights through the whole of it and that will likely be the extent of our holiday décor this year.*

*Which means Helen’s pickle ornament may not make appearance. Ooops, I didn’t mean to go sad on this post.


  1. Hang it on the wreath. Or in the wispy weeds.

    And...this reminded me of CSNY's "Our House"

  2. That still sounds lovely. And Helen's pickle is always in our hearts, right?

  3. I once tried to teach Helen to crochet. If you knew how she is at needlework, that pickle would be on display year-round.

    Sorry Helen.

    1. I am so glad I revisited this post and saw this comment.