So, we’re not throwing bedrolls in the back of the pick-up in December and heading out to search for Forrest Fenn’s hidden treasure, but we are enjoying the season.

Mr. W and his snow kitten.
We might not be decorating the the extent that my great-great-grandmother did, . . .
Hidden gems. Wait. Is that a Prussian soldier on the wall?
Merry Christmas and All the Best in the New Year!
Waterhigh