We had a cappuccino at a local cafe.

Basilio ornamented the place with a saying we could have at the cabin.

But not so much of a dump tonight, now that we’ve put up our ornaments. The right whale is the show stopper decoration of the season. The glittering, lit-up tree hovers over my narrow desk so I will have holiday dreams both night and day. And balsam needles crunching underfoot.
