Handmade. Everyone gets an embroidered stuffed ornament.
Gift ornament. From my sister. Love these beauties.
More of the gift.
A gift from El Salvador from my daughter, Mrs. Dub.
Old (from the seventies) and very sentimental.
New (um ... two years ago) and becoming sentimental.
Let it snow ...
... let it snow.
What's a tree without a bird in it? (Note: not from my actual "bird" phase.)
From my continual Santa phase.
All surrounded by a blanket of snow on the ground.
Now excuse me while I listen to some carols at the spinet.