Last month I was in New York and captured this image at Rockefeller Center. I was too early for the tree, although it was there, hidden behind scaffolding and boards and had the entire area smelling of pine. But there were faerie lights up and ice skaters on the ice, and lots of people mulling around.
My sister collects ornaments. Mostly from her travels, but occasionally just because one catches her eye. I love visiting her home at Christmastime. There's the warmth of family, the love and laughter filling the air, that delicious bowl of homemade chili on Christmas Eve.
And her ornaments.
I admit, after greetings, hugs and kisses, I head to check out her tree and look for the newest additions. And it usually isn't long before I have my camera out of its bag.
This angel adorned her tree last year. I'm looking forward to seeing what I'll find this evening.