Category: Christmas

Counting Contrails

Do I like to travel? I LOVE to travel.

Why? I spent my first Christmas flying to Australia. And so it begun, a childhood chock full of exotic layovers (Ever been to Tashkent? In the 1970’s?). I was hooked.

One of my habits? Constantly perusing the Web for our next goto destination. Thank you, Sir Tim Berners-Lee.

Those who have no desire to discover new places, learn new cultures, eat different food? I DON’T GET YOU.

Invest in house improvements or travel? That’s easy.

My Christmas wish? To remove from our lives those things which sit in boxes or hang in closets and never see the light of day. We keep them as reminders. But why? The best mementos are those that creep into our head as we are doing the most mundane of things…they are the best at making us smile, cringe, and even tear up. No storage required.

My if-I-could-have-anything dream? To one day literally claim where my suitcase is open, that’s home. To live as this couple does. Ken is slowly coming around. I think.

20121215-071747.jpg

Advertisements

Tree Huntin’

Today we venture down to Toogoodoo, to procure the perfect tree. This has become our Christmas tradition.

I like a native tree. Leyland Cypress or Cedar?

The men want a tall one, to show off in the two-story foyer, a space often ignored. We’ll see…better not be any squirrels in it.