On my walk to work one day last week, I happened to bring my camera along with me. I admired as I walked, the elaborate and classic decorations strung up on trees and fences, placed in bowls and within windows. Lovelier still were the natural decorations of late fall that these bits of plastic and glass seem to mimic. The shiny spheres. The plastic pears and apples springing out of nearly every flower pot in town, a trend I don't really understand. It's a beautiful time of year, and I enjoy it when it's not too cold to. I just wish Christmas was in the depths of February, when all is slush and darkness and the bitter bitter cold.
But with any luck, I won't have to walk to work, then. So sure, I'll take the pretty things now.--Erin