From the day of our first snow to now, I have not typed. I have not surfed. No single or double clicking. No freezing up, rebooting, or control-alt-deleting. No remembering or forgetting passwords. Email, yes--but only when essential to making Christmas merry. This year, I simply could not get Christmas and cyberspace to make nice and meet in the middle.
I chose Christmas. And I have a collection of blurry photos to prove it.
I chose Christmas. And I have a collection of blurry photos to prove it.
Making sure, indoors, that last year's icicle lights would still work outdoors.
Painting feet and hands for our Christmas-wrapping plans.
So blurry, but so cute on Christmas morning.
Exploring the tree.
Over 300 goodies for neighbors and coworkers. One hundred of these.
Contemplating...
Christmas.
These photos turned out exactly how Christmas felt this year. A blur. But our days were scattered with moments of fun, moments of family, moments of gratefulness, moments of peace. Moments to capture and keep close, amid the blur.
Here's hoping your holiday was filled with crystal-clear moments.
Here's hoping your holiday was filled with crystal-clear moments.
