Oh December, you have arrived in such a hurry. What’s the rush, I ask you? When you’re just a kiddo, December and all the best holiday festivities seem to be forever in the future. Never quite arriving. As if you will just be waiting for Christmas to arrive for the rest of all time. Then you grow up. And with adulthood comes a vortex in the time-space continuum which effectively means you will never be able to slow down time again. Months will just fly by you without warning. You will be carving up a pumpkin for your doorstep, setting out pounds of candy for the trick-or-treaters, when suddenly a snowman shows up on your doorstep with twinkle lights in hand. It’s possible I’ve had too much coffee as of the writing of this post, but then again, is there such a thing as too much coffee? Prepare your nine-part answer and get back to me.
The point is, here we are. The last month of 2014, a year that proved to be a real beauty. And frankly, there is no better way to top off a year than the with the month of December. Lots of hot chocolate and time well spent with friends and family. Holiday parties and twinkle lights. Celebrations and Christmas trees.
This past weekend we adhered to our age-old, family tradition of driving up a mountain and cutting down our Christmas trees. Trees plural now, because we all live in our own little homes. I documented the whole endeavor for the last-of-2014, 10-on-10 extravaganza.
But first! Check in with these fine, photo folk and give them a tip of your woolen cap.
OK, here we go!
