December Already?

It is hard to believe it is December already. Another year almost gone. December seems to fly by with all the little things to do, people to see, and little parties to go to. Shopping to attend to, then presents to wrap, decorating the house, etc... Makes me tired just thinking about it. Then, when everything gets done...it is time for a New Year.

This past week I have enjoyed being home with my parents. Spending time with them is the best present I know of.  My mother and I have watched movies and TV shows we enjoy together.  We have tried several new recipes, and spent alot of time talking and laughing in the kitchen. My poor Dad is feeling stuffed from all the food. It has been great. I hate leaving, but I must.

This weekend I leave for the mountains. I close on my new house next week. It seems a bit scary that I am going to have an actual place to call all mine after all this time. This is the first home I have bought thinking about just me - not because it is close to a job, or it has certain schools near by, or it is kid friendly.  It is just light and airy, with a place for friends and family. It makes me feel good when I drive up  and even better when I walk in.  The kitchen needs work, but it is large, lots and lots of storage, my own library for all those books. 

I look forward to living in the mountains. The mountains change everyday. Thought I would share this wonderful truck I pass when I am going up the mountain.  Someone has collected a lot of old cars, this truck and some antique farm equipment.  It is always a pleasure to pass by. Love that rust - the patina. There is a story somewhere in there.

Welcome December - Freebies

Welcome December. Can you believe it is December? Where did the year go? I am in shock. I am starting the month with these lovely magazine covers. They are so much fun and have so many possibilities.

She is rushing home before the storm. Just one more thing to pick up before she can relax and start worrying about the Holiday food. She just couldn't resist that art magazine.

I am feeling this couple is a little cold and can't wait to get home for a hot toddy or cocoa. They have spent the day at Rockefeller center watching them put up the giant Christmas tree and then ice skating the afternoon away. He is feeling a little miffed because everyone keeps calling his wife his daughter.

I am hoping this gentlemen is off buying something wonderful for his wife. Maybe a piece of art, a painting, or some art supplies to fill her studio with.