It has begun
It’s a misty day in PA. John’s parents live on top of a ridge, so the view out the back of the house is of treetops shrouded in fog. Not very many treetops, though – visibility is so low we can’t see very far.
We’re about to head to Long Island for the afternoon and evening. We’ll visit John’s grandmother and then go to a party to see some cousins no one has talked to in years and some other cousins we see all the time (where all the time = once a year). Probably have another late night (got to bed about 1am Monday night), and then tomorrow everyone else is supposed to arrive. Christmas is here. I have proof. Photographic evidence.
Tree 1:
Tree 2:
It doesn’t get much Christmasier than that.