When you get to be as old as we are.
Traditions become very important.
See those footprints in the snow?
That is the way to our Christmas tree.
Early Monday morning, Mr. G will stand in line at the Forest Service Office to purchase a Christmas tree cutting permit.
My Rembrandt Tulip bulbs arrived only yesterday.
The sun was shining. It warmed up long enough to thaw the frozen ground.
All 250 bulbs were planted between a row of Lavender.
I know that it is too early to decorate the tree.
After cutting the tree and after our traditional picnic in the mountains, we will "park" the tree in our pond. It will continue to take up water until we are ready to bring it into the house...
about a week before Christmas.
In the meantime...
We will celebrate Thanksgiving at home.
Along with our traditional meal I'm going to try out a few new recipes.
Here are sensational selections from Ellie, who writes a most thought provoking and beautiful blog,
Where will you celebrate Thanksgiving?
Wishing you a wonderful weekend.
Gina
He's cooling his heels in the Pond.
