What a bad blogger I am

I guess I have good excuses. 

My computer died and I had to get a new one.

My daughter had a baby boy. 

We helped our daughter get ready to sell her house

then we helped her pack and move.

So I got to spend time watching our little grandson.

I thought when I retired I would have lots of time at home.

But I seem to have more time of WISHING I were home.

Anyway here it is

Christmas time again.

A few pics

This is my mother's first Christmas tree. A feather tree my grandmother saved

for many years. The only things original to it are the little elf on the top and a gauzy stocking.

The other things she bought for her little tree.

The two candle holders are jars I recycled. 

I have a collection of old word Santas. The pink one just seemed to belong here this year.