The Tree Farm

     

It was beautifully warm on the day Forest, Kayla (Forest's aunt) and myself paid a visit to one of our closest tree farm's! Entering the property of the kind older couple who grew these beauties felt quite like entering another world. We drove through small piles of nostalgia-inhibited knick knacks before reaching a set of dirt roads that led to the five seperate tree lots. We went passed the horses and stopped at a smaller lot that was empty of people save for a family at the oposite end. Thier dog immediately ran over to greet us and decided he would follow us on our exploration of the lot. Our sweet furry friend would find the nearest stick to lay in front of us, eyes pleading to play. So we walked about, playing fetch, snapping photos and breathing in the fresh smell of pine that hovered all around. When the wind and the rain interrupted our adventure, we hurried back into the warm car and made our way to our favorite local coffee shop. Forest was tired from the day's charms and slept soundly against my chest while we sipped our london fog's and chatted the afternoon away.

These are memories I will hold dear for all of time.

⤐

Christmas Baking!

When I was growing up, Christmastime meant sliding on deadman's hill until the sun had long gone to rest and our toes were ice cold. It meant comming home to hot chocolate and cinnamon sticks that we always used as straws. It meant fort building and snow ball throwing with the neighborhood kids, late night drives in the country, listening to christmas music and marvelling at the elaboate lights on passing homes. It meant family gatherings and an abundance of good food! It was waking at four in the morning on Christmas day, exciededly opening up stockings whilst watching snow dogs. 

Now I am a guest in your little world, and I get to watch as your life unfolds before you...A haze that washed over the high-pitched screams, laughter and storytelling we all shared. The delicious smell coming the soup your dad was cooking in the kitchen while tiny hands mixed and molded cookie dough .A hurridness to our morning that remained unspoken so it did not ruin the magic being made. Memories of your very first Christmas coming into shape beneath a blurred lense easing into focus. Memories that ring of girlish laughter, shadow puppet shows, dad's soup and messy cookies...memories of the love that is shared among every one present. 

Layer Weather

This last week brought a sprout of warm weather, which was perfect because we were able to spend more time outdoors. I Love what I call "layer weather"...you know, when you just pack on the slips, dresses, tights and socks...throw on a cardigan or an over-coat and scarf (as I have on in these photos). It's the most interesting time of year for fashion, I think...when you can layer, you open so many doors for opportunity. It's so much more fun! This coat from Dealsale is my favourite for layering right now as it pretty much pairs well with everything! If you need last minute gifts or a reason to treat yourself, I have coupon and shop links bellow:

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Moments: days of enchantment

These days of enchantment have been magnified by the presence of a sweet Forest Prince. Outside, snowflakes descend from the clouds in a slow dance, shinning brilliantly as they catch and release the light coming from the semi-hidden sun.  Ice crystals imprinting onto the earth’s surface only to dissipate hours later as though the magic they carried was too powerful for us to encounter, that we could only catch a fleeting glimpse. The cold air outdoors made the air indoors that much warmer and sweeter like freshly baked apple pie resting warmly in your tummy. Winter walks followed by hot chocolate and cinnamon, Christmas music playing in the background as we dance and sing and decorate our humble abode.  Forest’s sweet smile and glow in his eyes as he watches the twinkling lights all around him, in love and awe at the honeyed season.  The delicate smell of pine needles wafting through our home mixing with scents of sugar cookies, cakes and coffee being forged by our bare hands in anticipation for Holiday Company. Cold bodies unthawing together in the warmth of layered blankets while sleepy eyes adjust to the morning light, wanting for naught but rest and the leisure of an unhurried existence…so we sleep; and when we wake, we cuddle together like campers around a warm fire, our ardor for a steady glow resonating continuously as we resume our day. This has been our lives as of late: sleepiness in between the charms of our current season. Life is beautiful.