Following a brief, surprise illness and non-shocking snowstorm of tiny, icy flakes, we finally trekked down to Jersey to visit my partner’s family and mine to celebrate the winter holidays.
Some years the holidays are boisterous and busy. There doesn’t seem enough time to fit everyone in.
Other years, quiet. Dinner is skillfully and thoughtfully prepared. A life-long holiday with many traditions is distilled to the heart of its elements. People are missed. Presents cheerfully opened. Tea served.
I’m late with this, but thanks for those pics – I just got to experience a little of the holidays with all of you, even though in reality I wasn’t there!
Thanks, Joanna! There is no “late”. ;^)