We are exactly at the half-way point between Christmases, so I thought this would be a fine time to take a little photographic stroll through some Nova Scotia moments of Christmas past. No creepy ghosts or cantankerous old codgers (well, maybe a couple of the latter), just cute kids, family, frolicking, and plenty of food.Nana has high hopes that Clara will be a less argumentative piano student than I was.
Papa reads A Visit From St. Nicholas, with kids all cozy in new Christmas jammies.
Uncle Bryan breaks a cardinal rule of life and runs on ice. I guess his "sea legs" help.
We don't really have snow blowers in the Bay Area.
Hours of each day are about the food.
Our luggage doesn't always find its way to Nova Scotia right away, so sometimes we have to improvise.
Like I said before....lots of food.
Reindeer's-eye view of the festivities.
Food again. Come on, it's Christmas!
"Let there be Peace on Earth, and let it begin with me..."
I love this photo. Good thing I took it, because it rained the next day, and Frosty became Drippy.
One of the perks of rural living is that you have plenty of extra trees lying around.
We don't make it to Ontario as often as we would like to, but we are guaranteed to find snow at Grandpa Bob and Granne's place. Sometimes we even find a cousin or two!
Merry Half-Christmas, everyone!
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