Monday, November 28, 2016

At Least There's No Sap

A grand total of one thousand, three hundred, forty imported not-Italian twinkle lights.  Not counting the star.  Hand looped onto each branch by yours truly.  Total number of curse words emitted: 1, which is a complete miracle.  This isn't even my tree.

But it sure is purdy, isn't it?

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