Some of our favorites …
What are your favorite ornaments? Write about them in the comments.
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Dec 12
Allie has a Christmas card
I joked last week about sending out a digital card. We even have a good picture from last week’s adventures.
It’d be a great way to tell where you fell on the spectrum. You could save a stamp. Your wrist wouldn’t hurt from writing all of those addresses. No envelopes to lick.
When we wrote ours last night Allie wanted to get in on the act. So we made her one too.
She doesn’t have stamps, so just feel free to print a copy of this for the mantle.
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Dec 12
Catching up
Extra pictures from the week, which this time means more shots from our trip.
Don’t go away too early! There is a video at the bottom of the post.
Part of the organ at the Cathedral of St. John the Baptist. We did not get to hear it play:
A few of our favorite entries into the gingerbread village. Gnome Sweet Gnome:
Note the detail in the cutaway mug. Amazing:
One of those rare moments when a photo of signage is acceptable:
Take a good hard look at my gingerbread boat:
This one was my favorite. Definitely the kind of gingerbread house I’d move into:
I got photo-bombed at the fountain in Forsyth Park:
Public squirrels will let you walk right up to them for that perfect shot:
An empty park bench in Forsyth:
This guy was taking pictures. We took pictures of the picture-taking session:
The Yankee at our tree in Forsyth Park:
If I was not so heavily invested in my gingerbread boat I’d consider something like this:
And, finally, two minutes on the river. This is the view sitting on the Juliette Gordon Low, one of the three members of the Savannah Belles Ferry fleet. We were waiting to go across to the other side when the Mol Premium slides through:
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Dec 12
Memories …
On this day, four years ago, I put a ring on our tree in Savannah and asked The Yankee to have a lot more fun with me. She agreed that this could be a good idea.
Before I knew it a guy was offering to make us some of those bamboo floral things some of the street entrepreneurs sell to tourists. I didn’t even have the ring past her first knuckle and someone was already asking for money. Heh.
We sat in that same place yesterday, a beautiful day. They’ve all been pretty wonderful ever since then, though.
