I took this photo of the Jones House on King Street a couple of evenings ago and saved it for Christmas Eve to post.
I was hoping to settle in today and read, read, read, but alas I used the last coffee filter this morning and we are getting a bit too low on toilet paper for my comfort so I will briefly venture out to purchase these small items.
Presents are tucked under the tree and so far, the present that my parents have given my 16 year old daughter, is the most intriguing. It looks and feels like a nice bottle of Scotch, but somehow I don't think this is what it is...
It is my sincerest wish that whenever you get around to reading this post that every single one of you have the happiest of holidays and/or the merriest Christmas.
