I love this time of year.
When the air is crisp
and when the wind blows in a certain direction
I am blessed with the smell of fresh cut Christmas trees.
My great friends at the local nursery let me hang out and take some photos.
It is only footsteps away and I've been there a million times.
yet each time I visit..
I am in awe at the beauty that I find there.
It has been around for ever
and there is something about this place
that makes me feel like I am lost in time.
Maybe it's the smell of old wood and petunias
that is reminiscent of my grandparents house.
You feel like you are miles away from the city.
So many trees waiting to be decorated....
When you step beyond the Christmas trees and the leaves
and push through the warm doors
It is an explosion of color!!
Happy December friends.