And shook her yellow head
And whispered to her neighbor:
"Winter is dead." (A.A. Milne, When We Were Young)
I will miss this sight.
|Our very first Christmas morning in the new house:).|
Just to provide some context for the progress we have made this year, here is where we were in August.
|You couldn't even see the mantle for the first month because we had a sheet over it. Navajo orange was everywhere. They had even painted the molding in the dining room this godforsaken color.|
|Oh, the blood, sweat, and tears that went into this room.|