Christmas DAY with family
My dad painted a watercolor of our cabin for me and each of my siblings. After all the gifts were opened he handed us each out a smaller package. A smaller portrait of the little outhouse. It's still standing by no longer in use as indoor plumbing was put in when I was in college. A treasured gift of memories of our childhood. What a joy it has been to share our little mountain house and make memories with my own children.
He also stole a copy of my Coastal Living magazine from my coffee table in September, and made me replicas of vintage lobster trap marker boeys. They even have vintage maritime hardware and rope attached. They are my favorite gift ever. I cannot even tell you how much they mean to me!
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