An Annual Tradition

Don't remember the first year we decided to have a wreath party, but it sure was fun and it stuck.  We've been doing it ever since.  And this year was no exception.  I hesitated to have it, I was scheduled to have a chemo treatment that week and knew I would be too weak to do much prep work.  But, I kept thinking about John.  He would be really disappointed in me if I didn't keep it going.  So I did.

But not by myself.  A bunch of sweet elves rushed in and helped me get ready.  And what a day it was.  The great Snow Hill Christmas Parade and annual Wreath Party.

My friends gathered greens and got to work.  It was a wonderful day.

Great food!

Horseback riding!

And then it started snowing!  Caroline tried to catch a big flake on her tongue.

John always put a wreath on both ends of the horse barn for me.  My friends did it this year and I cried when they put them up.  It was always something John and I did together.  Amazing how little things that seem so insignificant at the time, become ever so special.

Merry Christmas
PCQ