There is no place like home for the Holidays.
Sunshine on snow covered trees.
Christmas lights on the deck that you can see when you turn onto Washington rd.
Burning wood in the fireplace.
Baby C kicks every hour of each day.
The smell of burning wood.
Horses and a Red Barn across the road.
Lilly Lou laying in the sun like a cat.
The sound of the fans on the hearth.
Puppy Chow.
Pete, Peri, Jeremy, Leslie, Kenney, Candace, Isabella, Wyatt, Owen, Evan, Tyler and Angi.
All together for Christmas.
Playing hymns on the old piano.
White rolling fields.
I am so thankful and blessed. I am truly happy at home.
There is no place like home for the Holidays.