Something Beautiful is a self-imposed initiative to find a visual feast for each day of the year.
Back to Wisconsin—cold, snow, and vibrant blue skies, glittering iced twigs, family, and friends — for the holiday. The holiday gods were smiling on me as I happened to dart between winter storm fronts for an easy trip back. An old, dear friend from early in my career was having her holiday open house Sunday night and emailed that she wished I could be there. Earlier in the week, I figured if the weather cooperated I could surprise her. And, luck was with me. Wish I’d taken a picture of her face. Priceless. A wonderful way to start the festivities with a sleep over and catching up over a bottle of Prosecco.
Yesterday I proceeded to stop in to see a two of my family of choice, then check in with the boys (who will join me today), pick up a Charlie Brown tree, and find a little back woods cottage on Lake Wisconsin that I’ve rented for three days. The drive up was postcard worthy—sparkling white rolling hills covered in pines hanging low with snow under radiant blue skies. I unpacked the car, decorated the tree, and then sat down with a glass of wine to admire my work with Christmas songs serenading me. The stockings are hung and it is 6 degrees. The winter sun is casting its long morning shadows on the lake’s edge. I sit with a cup of Earl Grey and a marshmallow crispie bar under the quilt looking through the knotty pine doorway. Life is beautiful.