Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Haunted Houses (Part One) And The Leaf Of The Day

"Every small town has at least one house the children whisper about; the type of house that has always been abandoned; where once pristine white paint has faded to a grimy gray; where the windows are boarded, and the lawn never grows; where children hold their breath and close their eyes as they pass by. A house that sounds like it contains an army of whispering spirits when the wind whistles through the nearby trees."

~The Blood Brothers
The House On Creep Street

Yesterday, after all my doctor appointments and medical tests, I treated myself to a trip to Cull Canyon, to see how my favorite autumn tree was progressing. It's coming along nicely, but perhaps a little too fast with the color. I don't want to lose the colors too early in the season, and yet at the same time, we are due for a cold wet autumn and winter, if the Farmer's Almanac is correct, so time to get out there and get things done!

While I was photographing some newly fallen color, I spotted the remains of what was once, last summer, a nice patch of Butterfly Weed. I love it! It's great for attracting hummingbirds, and butterflies, and on it's own, has always reminded me even on the hottest of summer days, that autumn was just around the corner! It has a brief summer life, and just happens to be all the lovely colors of autumn.

This patch was dead and dying, evident by the huge amount of spider webbing covering almost everything! Mums, the Butterfly Weed, some showy yellow flowers, and some gorgeous leaves that drifted into the spider's home! Well, actually, it had to have been a lot of spiders, a group or condominium of spiders, and not just one, because of the amount of webbing around, otherwise it would have been a spider the size of... well... I don't to think about the size it would have to have been!

Anyway, it seemed as if the web was, at this point, more haunted house, than actually a current residence! I spotted a small spider within all the chaos of the web rooms, along with what appeared to be both victims and squatters! Aphids. Gnats. Small moths. Small black bugs that may or may not have been tiny beetles. A ladybug or two, feasting on the aphids. It was quite the horror show! A true haunted house!

I have become very interested in spider webs in the last couple years, both occupied and abandoned! I am scared to death of spiders, that fact is pretty well known amongst my friends, but last year I found myself photographing a bunch of colorful leaves that had collected in the home of a particularly wily white spider! I kept a nice distance, thank god for cameras with long lenses, but I was kinda hooked from then on. Yesterday, I captured two different haunted spider houses, this set is the first, and I will post the second later in the week.

Can you spot the spider?
Just click on the photo to enlarge it!
#4 Leaf Of The Day
September 23rd, 2018
Stockton, California 

~Mood: Tired/Creative

~Me :)

Monday, September 24, 2018

The First Autumn Sunset Of 2018 And The Leaf Of The Day

"That old September feeling, left over from school days of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air... another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year's mistakes had been wiped clean by summer."

~Wallace Stegner
Angle Of Repose 

Okay, so, as it turns out, the Central Valley can put on quite a sunset that isn't half bad! I had gotten addicted to the sunsets in the Bay Area, especially as viewed from Ocean Beach, or the Berkeley Hills! Oh MY GOD... the sunset over the Golden Gate Bridge was everything to me, but that's just not my reality anymore. And with Grandpa Crazypants AKA Donald John Trump, in the White House, who knows how many sunsets we will get! Right? 

Wait, I promised I wasn't going to dwell on His Orangeness, and anyway, I'd rather concentrate on the stunning sunset nature treated me to, on the very first day of autumn! I took this photo on the way back from a car ride to Ione, my new spirit spot in the valley. The ride out there from Stockton lets me process my thoughts and feelings, provoked by the world in general. I grab my cameras, put some tunes on the playlist and off I go!

I saw my first owl ever, on last nights drive! There he was, just sitting by the side of the road! Too bad I was passing him at 55 mph and didn't have the camera in my hand! LOL Anyway, I will see another one eventually, I am in the Central Valley now, and life is full of barn animals, GIANT SPIDERS, and glowy sunsets, just not sunsets over the Golden Gate Bridge. No, it's not HEAVEN out here, but it's not HELL either. It's somewhere in-between... like purgatory!

By the way, is there anything more lovely than sunset at a decommissioned nuclear power plant? Damn romantic too!

Rancho Seco Nuclear Power Plant
Central Valley
September 23rd, 2018


#3 Leaf Of The Day
September 24th, 2018
Stockton, California

~Mood: Encouraged

Sunday, September 23, 2018

Through Lovely Autumn

#2 Leaf Of The Day
September 23rd 2018
Photographed September 9th, 2018
Ione, California
 "In every change , in every falling leaf there is some pain, some beauty. And that's the way new leaves grow."

~Amit Ray 

Just a, Leaf Of The Day, post for today. I am a little tired from doing some required medical tests, and spending some time with Alan. But we will talk again soon, one leaf at a time, through lovely Autumn.

~Mood: Tired
~Me  :)

Saturday, September 22, 2018

And So It Begins... Welcome To Autumn, 2018

"But when fall comes, kicking summer out on it's treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since he last saw you."

~Steven King
Salem's Lot

I know summer has a few more hours, but I am kicking summer out on it's treacherous ass! I've longed for autumn all year, I just want to run through big piles of leaves, and feel that sweater weather chill, and think again! But ass much as I am thankful for autumn, I have to admit I have to be thankful for the summer too, because the weather was just right for producing some early autumn leaves! That hasn't happened since we moved to the Central Valley, it was usually well into October before the trees began to really light up with reds and oranges and golds, but this year the summer seems enthusiastic to begin it's long nap, and hand things over to Fall.
There is a lot to get through in the next 3 months. Our vacation. Our anniversary, and of course, the midterm election. I am going to have to ease back into the politics, right now I am trying to not think too far ahead, but now that I will be posting daily, I will have a few opinions to share as we move along. I will also be getting you caught up on the photography I did this past year, and never found the energy to share. I think I did okay, and I think it will be fun to share it. So, without any additional wordiness, here is the first Leaf Of The Day, for autumn, 2018!

Photographed September 9th, 2018
Stockton, California 

~Mood: Creatively Enthusiastic


Thursday, August 23, 2018

Established August 23rd 2003

"The restlessness and the longing, like the longing that is in the whistle of a far away train.
 Except that the longing isn't really in the whistle... it is in you."

~Meindert DeJong
The Little Cow And The Turtle

Here we are again! Another anniversary of Ellipsis! It continues to amaze me, that I haven't given up on this blog full stop. God knows I have been neglectful of it this year, posting my last entry for Valentine's Day! Giving up in winter, something I don't think I've done before! But, see, I just haven't been feeling it, it being the creative will to take pictures, and share the silly stories of the absurd things that tend to happen in life. My life. 

It's no mystery why I've felt so lost, creatively, it's the same thing I have been whining about since 2016, one Donald John Trump. His daily meltdowns, laughable/tragic/scary as fuck "leadership" drive me to a deep, dark, place inside me. I don't know half the time if I'm hiding in there, or lost and can't find my way out, or even if I want to be out.

I am on Twitter daily. I keep in touch with those I love. My friends. The celebrities that keep me sane, with their political views, or creativity, or positive energy. That's fun, and really kinda awesome, because who knew that there would ever come a day, when I could reach for a star, and not just interact, but let them know what their creativity has meant to me!

I missed that chance with John Ritter. Robin Williams. Anthony Bourdain. And countless others! Shrug. I don't know, I think about what I would have said to those who changed my life for the better, but they are stars in the sky now, and all I can do is look up at them, and smile, and hope somehow they know, I wouldn't be who I am, had their creativity not touched my life. 

So, it's not like Trump has taken my whole life from me. No, I can't lay that blame on him, but he sure hasn't helped things. It's on me to get back up! Autumn is just around the corner, and I am going to do my Autumn Leaf Series again. People on Twitter seem to enjoy it, so that will help! I hope. I saw a photograph on actor, Treat Williams, Twitter timeline today that took my breath away, and made me long for the excitement of feeling creative again! 

Nothing lasts forever, and that includes the Trump era! This week seems especially hopeful regarding a final legal end to this nightmare! I don't want to discuss it here, I will let history do that! I also just want to breathe right now, enjoy the turn of events that may soon lead to the veil being lifted, and the surreal fading away. Hope is a four letter word, and I hate it's guts, but it's a necessary evil, so we, me, can keep getting up, and remembering why I began this blog in the first place... to share my love of what's there, and what isn't there. You know what I mean?

Take that beautiful train. Some look and see a train, I looked and saw history! I saw transition. For some who rode it, hope played a part, as did convenience, and comfort, and maybe even creativity as well. I was also reminded of the creativity of different painters, and how they looked at trains, but saw art. They didn't paint their paintings to look like photographs, they made their paintings to reflect what only they saw, and that's my process too!

 I don't take photographs to look like photographs, I take photographs to look like what I see, as opposed to the bare bones of what's really there! I like to think of my photographs as instantaneous paintings! At least I try to. Only the viewer can tell me if I have succeeded! Art is in the hands of those who take the time, to stop and look. Sometimes you have to look inward, and through hopeful eyes at whats in front of you.

Read all about this lovely old train, by visiting the historical landmarks page, of the town of Ione, California.
 Just click on "Iron Ivan" above!

PS: Thank you, for sticking with me all these years! There will be more photo entries on Ellipsis, so please check back soon. Autumn is just around the corner, and that means one thing... leaves!

Mood: Grateful
Me :)


Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Happy Valentine's Day 2018

"Touch of the wind, touch of the water, touch of the spring flowers... none of these are as great as the touch of love."

~Mehmet Murat ildan


I hope your day is filled with friendship, laughter, love and all the wonderful feelings of joy and togetherness!

 It's what the day is about!

Mood: Happy


Monday, February 12, 2018

Our Love Story Began In 1977

"February is merely as long as is needed
 to pass the time until March."

~J. R. Stockton

I had a day out with the camera last week. Well, it wasn't just a day of photography, it was a date with Alan. An early Valentine's Day date. After I did some photographs, of some early blossoms, we bummed around the East Bay a bit. First we visited Berkeley for a little while, and it was fun to be back home, then we went to see When Harry Met Sally, at the Orinda theater. When Harry Met Sally, is very similar to how Alan and I first met, and the journey to how we became friends first, then how we fell in love.

The movie even begins 1977, which is the same year Alan and I met. And there are more similarities, like how I always order certain elements of my meal, on the side, just like Sally does, and Alan, at times, is just as analytical and quirky about things as Harry. And it took us the same amount of time to fall in love, as it did Harry and Sally. Really, that movie could have been written about us!

Alan and I had ourselves a Harry and Sally day, and it was nice to have some time with him, especially in our old stomping grounds, the place we love most, Berkeley. Visiting Berkeley is always somewhat magical for me. Whatever stress I feel, seems to be lifted off my shoulders as soon as we hit the city limits! It's beautiful, it has everything anyone could want. The food is magnificent, and there is always something to see. It's a wonderful place and I miss it very much, so it was the perfect way to begin our mini vacation. 

But that was just Thursday, we got four full days of each other's company!That's something we haven't been able to do too much of recently. Work, and overtime call, as we continue to struggle with bills, taxes and all things tedious and necessary in the world of adulthood. You know how it is... time waits for no one, and February has less days than any other month of the year, so like the saying goes...

"Time flies whether you are having fun or not."

~Mary Engelbreit

But isn't it great when you are having fun?

Mood: Relaxed
~Me :)


Tuesday, February 06, 2018

A Strange Diner In A Strange Place

"There's safety in thinking in a diner. You can have your coffee or your milk shake, and you can go off into strange dark areas, and always come back to the safety of the diner."

~David Lynch
Catching The Big Fish Meditation, Consciousness and Creativity

After almost 2 years of living in Stockton, I am still getting used to the quirkiness that is the Central Valley! One of the biggest changes seems to be that there are more of these little diners and independent boutiques. Well, it makes sense, because there is a lot more room to work with! The Bay Area is pretty much filled up with Starbucks, McDonald's, Wendy's, and every restaurant and chain shopping outlets possible! And again, we have all that, but we have the choice of discovering delightful little options as well, and this is just one!

I haven't actually eaten here yet, it was closed the day I visited, but I will get to it eventually. I think it would be fun to try a photo series first, then I will go back and revisit them and do an actual review of the food, or shopping experience. I am still feeling emotionally overwhelmed, but I know picking up the camera gives me strength. It gives me consciousness and it gives me creativity, so I am going to work on that, as I make my way through the next six months or so. Anyway, while I am processing things, I don't want it to play a part in how I think about the experience of each place I photograph.

Does that make sense, or am I being too careful?

I don't know. We'll see.

Anyway, I am trying to breakaway from the self imposed isolation, and embrace my surroundings. There is a lot too see in the Central Valley, and good, bad or otherwise, this is my home, so I have to deal with it. I know I will probably not live in the Bay Area ever again, but it's certainly not too far to visit, when I just need a good dose of fast moving life. Lord I miss the sounds of the East Bay. The whirling sound of BART trains. Airplanes flying over. The sound of the Ethereal Musician playing his sax on warm afternoons. But I am getting used to the quiet, and it's okay too, but I have to say, whatever that monster is that roams the neighborhood at 2:30 am  makes me smile every single night, but because of the lovely sound of dogs barking! 

It Is What It Is.

24335 N Hwy 99
Acampo, California 95220

 Mood: Hopeful

Thursday, January 11, 2018

Winter Is Calling

"Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart. She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and fairer and stronger. She calls her family together within her innermost home to prepare them for being scattered around upon the face of the earth."

~Hugh MacMillan
The Ministry of Nature, 1873 

Well, if you follow me, you might have noticed I took several days off from blogging, right after the new year. I was ill, and a little tired in general I suppose. Trump is making every single day of 2018, so far, stressful, and at times, downright absurd. That's a strange combination, created by a truly strange man... Donald John Trump. Anyway, between being ill, and being stressed out, I haven't had a chance to get out yet with the camera, and document the winter, but hopefully I will be able to soon!

If possible, I hope Alan and I can go up to snow country! That's one good thing about having the Sierra foothills practically in our backyard, it's not as long a drive as it was when we lived in the Bay Area! And now I feel better about going on those long drives, because we recently installed a basic home security system. Our contract was up with Xfinity and I was going to downgrade a lot of the channels we had been getting, but as it turns out, there was a pretty good deal that gave us more channels, faster Internet speed, and the basic home security system, for only about $10 more a month.

So, when hubby has to work late, or we do take one of our long drives, I can feel better about leaving the house, and returning! When we lived in the Bay Area, I had a few people who could check on things, but out here I haven't made any new friends, because, you know, it's difficult after a certain age to bring new people into your life. I am at the age where either my pals in real life have either died, moved, or are living just far enough away, that it makes it difficult to make new pals.That's life. Lots of doors open and close, it's just the nature of things.

Anyway, winter is a lonely time of the year, but I kinda enjoy the solitude. I read more. Watch movies. Listen to music, and cuddle with the furbabies a lot more. All terrific things, including the alone time, but I admit I feel that old familiar urge to get out with the camera and see what the winter has to offer! Clouds. Sunshine. Rain. Snow. Whatever happens to be waiting for me. Like the other day, when we had a rainstorm come through most of California, and the Central Valley became absolutely soaked. Cold, but definitely relaxing, and quite photogenic!

That's what the picture above is all about, making art out of a cold, rainy day. I like the way it turned out. I took it right here in Stockton, in fact right in the front yard! It's the top of my neighbor's tree next door. Most of the trees in the neighborhood have, of course, lost their autumn leaves, but there are still a few with, with enough color remaining, that I thought it gave the photo a nice look, then I added a "vibrant" filter, to give it a somewhat artsy, ethereal look! I am looking forward to doing some fog or snow photographs soon, but I will definitely take a rainy day too! 

Mood: Quiet/Tired


Tuesday, January 02, 2018

2018 Or Whatever (The Elephant In The Tree)

"Make it dark, make it grim, make it tough, 
 but then, for the love of God, tell a joke."

~Joss Whedon

Do You See The Elephant In The Tree?

It's 2018! How the actual HELL did that happen? I was so sure that we, America, wouldn't make it out of 2017, but somehow, someway, we did! I am exhausted, but not disappointed in our fortunate luck of surviving the first year of the Trump presidency, but here we are, in the second day of the second year, although it won't technically be the second year, until after January 20th, but whose counting?

Anyway, I was going to post a nice New Year's reflection on December 31st, but I caught a cold, or something, that laid me out in a coma like state for most of the weekend, and by the time midnight came around, on New Year's Eve, I could barely raise my head to kiss Alan a HAPPY NEW YEAR kiss!

My temperature fluxed a little, and my body ached like crazy, and as I said, I was in a coma like condition, but to be honest I am not really sure if I was truly sick, or just suffering from Trump fatigue at the end of what had been a very long, stressful year of crazy! As I sit typing this, I am barely able to do so, because I still feel achy and tired, but I just need to do something normal, because I could see myself just staying in bed, the rest of my life.

So is it a cold, or is it Trump fatigue?
Can you run a fever with Trump fatigue?


Anyway, tomorrow will come around, and it will be another day on earth... I guess. And we will all come through it, minute by minute. Come what may, it's mostly out our hands, but thankfully I have my camera in one of those hands. I just need to fight off whatever is attacking my body right now, be it Trump, depression, or possibly something else. It's cold. And it's January, but at least that's normal!

By the way, the photo in this post was taken on December 10th 2017, and is one of my last autumn photos of 2017. I couldn't resist posting it! It will appear in both Flickr albums for 2017 and 2018.

 Mood: Tired/Achy

Friday, December 29, 2017

Roses That Sing

"Maybe there's a whole other universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some have five raised to the fifth power of sides. In this universe there might grow roses which sing. Everything leads to everything."

~Stephen King


Alan bought us some roses for Christmas! They weren't just for me, they were for Hendrix too! Hendrix has always loved the taste of roses, and in fact, cries for them if he sees them anywhere in his line of sight! It all started one day, when we were living in the cottage in Berkeley. I had a rose garden, surrounding a Japanese Maple tree. There were roses of every color! Of all of the different kinds, I think my favorites were the white ones, followed closely by the Hot Cocoa roses. As it turns out, the white ones were his favorite too, because one day he decided to take a big bite... CHOMP... of the prettiest white rose in the garden! He ate those petals with such glee, that it was hard not to laugh, even though I had spent the better part of a year, caring and shaping them!

 I checked with several online sources to see if he was in any danger from that big bite he took, and as it turned out, roses are not one of the flowers that are fatal to cats. That was a huge relief! So, from time to time, we buy him some roses, and let them dry slightly, so he gets to eat them like potato chips. Taking that big bite was all it took, for him to form a lifetime taste for rose petals, which he now eats like potato chips! He only gets 3 petals every few days, as I can't go out and buy them as often as I would like to, but watching my little cat enjoy them over Christmas, has inspired me to put more thought into getting him a rose bush this spring!

He loves them so much, that's not a lot to ask for, considering how well he takes care of us! I only use organic soil and plant food, so he never gets exposed to anything that might harm him. I don't know for sure what type of rose I might get, perhaps I will try a new one, but my goodness, I sure do miss the Hot Cocoa roses, and truth be told, I miss all the varieties that I had in my garden. But there was a pumpkin colored rose that I had always wanted, but could never find, maybe this is the year to search for it! Regardless, I know my little boy will be happy with any rose I choose!

From The Archives
My Rose Garden

Apricot Nectar
Hot Cocoa

 Mood: Happy
~Me :)

Thursday, December 28, 2017

The Cold Hard Truth

"You start with a darkness to move through, 
but sometimes the darkness moves through you."

~Dean Young

True Story...

One time, way back in the late 80's, I dated a man who wasn't right for me, but I was head over heals in love, or so I thought, so nothing was going to sway me. He was a minister, and a republican, and I thought we could face it all, and still be true to ourselves. OH. MY. GOD. How naive was that? My father, the great progressive that he was, told me, "you'll change your mind about him" and sure enough, Dad was right! It only took the guy's mother, deliberately giving me, and everyone else at the dinner, including my future husband, Alan, food poisoning, to make me wise up!

 I felt so much better when I finished purging, not just the under-cooked turkey dinner she made us, but the man as well. See, his mother would poison every girl who dated her little boy, just to find out who had the "strength" to conquer adversity. The lady he finally married told me, that she had been poisoned as well, with some bad clam chowder his mother served her, but she married him anyway, because, as it turns out, she was strong enough to deal with not just the motherly stress test, but she was a republican, and she understood what kind of strength it took to be the wife of a minister!

 How could dad have been so right? How did dad know that guy wasn't right for me? In any case his family wasn't right for me, and his being a republican, really wasn't going to be right for me! And all it took for me to see the light, was 24 hours of vomiting, and finally realizing my dad had been right all along! It was a hell of a thing to have to admit to, but I wouldn't change the circumstances for anything! It was the cold, hard truth, that I probably knew all along, deep down, that I needed to deal with! Dad was very good about buying me all the ginger ale I needed and not laughing out loud at me, when I admitted to him, that he was right.

 Alan and I began dating 3 months later, and we were married about 2 years after that! Here we are, after 27 years of marriage, and we are not only still in love, but we exchange love texts several times a day! I married the right man! And in our 27 years of marriage, not only has his mother never given me food poisoning, but she understood when Alan saw the light, and became a progressive! I wonder if dad saw that coming too? He was very happy when he found out we were getting married, so I still wonder if he knew Alan and I were in love before we did! Unfortunately, I never asked him, but somehow I think he did.

All those memories came back to me the other day, when I saw this funny little snow machine, at the Sacramento Holiday Ice Rink. It's funny how it all became a cherished memory. You wouldn't think that it be something one would want to ever think about again, but that is one of my best memories of my dad. That was when I learned my dad was pretty damned smart, and he had a wonderful sense of humor, especially when he was going through a difficult time. So I think he would have loved this little snow machine, as much as I did, because he probably has a memory of a time when his father had been 100% right about a particular life experience too! I just hope dad's memory didn't involve 24 hours of vomiting to come to his senses!

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Holiday Leftovers

"What happens when you pray for an angel
 and get a vampire instead?"

~R.E. Mullins

I have always loved that quote! It kinda celebrates
 Halloween and Christmas in one shot!
 Tis the season!

Capitol Christmas Tree
Sacramento, California
December 23rd, 2017

New Year's Day is still a few days off, so I think it's okay to finish up the season by showing a few more holiday sights from here in the Central Valley and Sacramento. This is the Capitol Christmas tree, that usually goes up around Thanksgiving, and disappears sometime just after the start of the year, like in most towns I guess.  Sacramento actually has two holiday trees, this one, and one in Old Sacramento, which is traditionally lit on Black Friday! Of the two trees, I think the one in front of the capitol is my favorite! The lights seem more calming and nostalgic to me. Shrug. I guess holiday decorations are in the eyes of the beholder!

Christmas Tree
Old Sacramento
December 23rd, 2017


Mood: Happy
~Me :)

Tuesday, December 26, 2017


"There is October in every November and there is November in every December! All seasons melted in each other's life."

~Mehmet Murat ildan

Alan and I took a ride up to Sacramento last week, and on the way there, I was lucky enough to find some autumn leaves still clinging to the trees! It was very late in the day, on December 23rd, and the sun was obscured by just enough bluish clouds to make a coat necessary, the lighting outside breathtaking! A rare occurrence in the Central Valley! It sometimes feels like the seasons here, turn on a flip of a switch! They don't seem to move in gradual motions from one season to the next, like in the Bay Area, so I guess I imagined that all the trees would look like stick skeletons, and all signs that 2017 even had an autumn would be gone, but I was pleasantly surprised to see that it wasn't the case.

Winter is being kind this year. It's taking it's time this year, rather than hitting me over the head with frost, and bone chilling cold. While some trees were beautifully bare, other trees seemed to be defiant of winter's intrusion. I suppose they will give up their leaves eventually, but for now I have scenes like these, to keep my daydreams of a perpetual autumn, to keep me alive! And with any luck, maybe we will have another year like 2012, when I could still find autumn leaves, next to trees with beautiful apple and Quince blossoms, side by side! I would really love that! Another 2012 would be nice!

"Live in moments that consume your heart and mind,
 but be distracted by the music from the leaves,
 birds, wind, rain, sun and people."

~Val Uchendu

Live. In. The. Moments. That. Consume. Your. Soul.

Mood: Quiet/Happy

Monday, December 25, 2017

Merry Christmas

"Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful."

~Norman Vincent Peale

From Our House To Yours...

Merry Christmas!

~Me :)