The furry looking thing in the left basket is a rolled up throw I got at Walmart that completes the hiding of the outlet. We like the piece, it’s Acacia wood. The gray panel slides so you can reveal or hide what’s behind it. This pretty much concludes the furniture acquisition phase of owning a home again. The rug in front of it is one of the Navajo weavings my Dad acquired while working in AZ.
I will say that Santa Fe style homes in the south west do not readily lend them selves to Christmas decorating. We have done a little, and I think we’re calling it good. Actually, the whole thing about Christmas in the desert gets weird because it’s not cold and there are palm trees, and we’re wearing shorts.
Check out the price on the box of hangers. They’re old.
So are these. Old, really old.
We do not often see “R.O.C” anymore.
Behold the tree. Yes, it’s artificial. Real trees on the tree lots have already started dropping their needles because it’s so dry. We decided to get a narrow white tree that no one would think was anything other than artificial. Narrow is good because the house is not all that large. I kind of like it, it’s like a decorated night light.
Vintage ornament with indent. Look out through the window – climate and the holiday advertisements give me cognitive dissonance.
The village. I used to have acres of this stuff. All we kept was the starter set and it’s really enough. The large man foreground is holding a teddy bear behind his back, to give to the little girl. Cute, so very cute.
Less good weather is working its way to us from the GPNW. They got walloped by heavy rain and high winds. We’re going to get light rain and a drop in temperatures. I may have to put on long pants. The horror…. Anyway, it made for a pretty stunning sunset.
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So that’s what’s shaking in the south west.