My beekeeping buddy Eugene made me the bestest tree ornament EVER:
He used his router to do that. I love it! My own bee skep!
Here was the tree on Christmas eve...
...with Gordon's usual frenzied garland-strewing. There's no order to that whatsoever! Plus I think it's about time we bought some new garland, rather than using my tawdry collection of mardi gras beads and 80s-era fluffy crap.
This baby is a perfect balsam fir. For a couple of years, we cut down butt-ugly Charlie Brown trees, as you can witness for yourself in this 2010 video. But now I make Gordon buy a perfectly-pruned tree brought up specifically to die for the cause.
I've been shocked to discover that not ONE of the cats has shown an iota of interest in the tree this year, not even that hellion Louise, who is breaking one cherished household item per week lately. I still don't understand it. Nary an ornament on the floor! Maybe they are plotting a New Year's eve takedown.
Instead, Naomi snoozes on my printer and...
..Emily snoozes on my couch and...
...Julius hangs out on the "bird" chair! Louise was off somewhere else, getting into trouble.
Last night, Christmas eve, we had our traditional cheese fondue.
Nothing like a little beer with your wine-infused cheese.
When we got up this morning, it was a tad nippy outside...
This poor little Mourning Dove got trapped in our front porch too, but found a comfy place to snuggle up:
The cat shelf! If we leave the door open, birds sometimes fly or wander in. If they can't figure out how to leave, I rescue them. We've had no casualties yet! I caught this one in my hands and let her go outside.
I got lots of lovely gifts this Christmas morning, including a wildlife camera/videocam which will no doubt soon be providing me with blog fodder, and an amazing spotting scope that I can attach my SLR camera to.
And my friend Denise got me these GREAT bee earrings!
Hope all of you who celebrate it had a very Merry Christmas! :)