Woke up to a chilly house this morning.
It's a quiet cold--not like the cold that wears windpants and rustles all over town. Nope, this cold is silent and has long wrapping arms that smell of pine cones and cider.
I can't quite believe it.
Something big happens at the midnight that separates Oct. 31 and Nov. 1. Christmas starts to settle in.
I know. I know. We're still celebrating Thanksgiving. But, in my mind, they go together, Thanksgiving and Christmas. Thankfullness/Our rescue.
They work better together than turkey and stuffing.
So, while we'll wait until December to put up a tree or hand the lights... Christmas time is here!