Specifically, my little corner of it, and the things that happen here.
I feel a little sad about it, but Christmas is hardly on my radar at all this year. With a budget-less wedding four months away, the hunt for a "day-job", and my craft/art work, it's just one more thing to do.
I'm enjoying the season, don't get me wrong! Christmas tunes on Pandora.com, the tree is up, and I've been visiting all the places I usually go shopping for gifts and inspiration. I'm just not buying anything. If things go well, we'll take an evening to go see the lights. We're planning to have the holiday we have every year, and I'm doing my part...but my focus is definitely elsewhere.
Tonight, I hauled out the boxes of vintage lace to make my garter. A little thing, of dubious necessity, but the kind of small thing that lets me feel like I've "Done Something". As I was playing with layers of laces and ribbon, looking for the right combination, I looked up and saw that my iPhone had become engulfed in bits of lace that my grandmother had stashed away, saved from worn garments.

It struck me funny, charming, and very appropriate. I like to think that Gram would approve.
Oh, and the crane count is somewhere around 675.













