Our First tree- A photo essay

Yours,

K  

Something of our own

" We have always longed for our liberty, and because of that, we often undervalue

where we come from. But this is "growing up" or "making our way in the world",

this weaving together of old and new, this keeping the best of what made us 

who we are, and yet, making something of our own "

-Austin Sailsbury-

Kinfolk Vol. V

We are not city people. 

We wear this place like a hand-me-down wool sweater, 

the sleeves are slightly too long, and the collar either itches in the heat or leaves us feeling slightly chilled.

It wasn't made to fit us, its too tight in places, huge in others.

Its often too cold here, the streets are filled with honking and sirens,

But we are slowly carving our own home here, and it feels good.
 
This weekend will bring us our first shared christmas tree hunt, and the start of the weaving together of our  family holiday traditions and the creating of our own.
//Happy Hunting//

Yours,

K