Every Christmas morning, we wake up and go into the woods.
It is a tradition that we created for ourselves, and we hold on to it.
Driving home from the year’s designated spot, we see everyone going to church, and we know that we have been somewhere too,
celebrating the day and all that it holds. After our walk, we come back to the fireplace and open presents. Then later, there’s always Chinese food. I’m not sure why, but that’s just how we do it around here.
I hope you all have had a good day, filled with time, and the things you do on this day, whatever they may be.
Occasionally I teach workshops, and I have one coming up this fall. Join me and stellar novelist 
What a wonderful tradition! If we were close to the woods, I'd start something like this up too.
Happy Holidays, Alana. xox
sweet.
and the pix of the girls return! a wonderful gift–Lissa