Holidays, whoop, in the park

something, something, it's Christmas time. Da da da da.

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I finally got around to finishing my small batch of hand made holiday cards for the year aught-nine. The first go left my poor husband exclaiming "Ah, glitter," followed by a string of mumbled expletives each time he had an unexpected moment of discovery of a small glitter deposit (which some might say was just a little bit festive, but tomato-long a/tomato-short a).

Today, I took it out doors. In a few days, several relatives and old friends will find their home filled with a little joy that has been a part of our lives for a few weeks.

Deck the halls.