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Enjoyed looking at your photos! Especially of your sweet doggy! I have taken my pup on several hiking and snow shoe adventures this past winter.

Yes, I do love looking at the snow! And day two in boots has been ok. I'm a little timid yet and haven't found my ice feet!

Glad your friends checked in! What a perfect time to be in northern Michiggan though. It is magical.

Heading over to the VI to have dinner with Gary. Talk/Tweet/Post with you soon.

I like you picture too!

Awesome! I didn't realize until I drove to Northern Lumber how heavy the snow was! You captured it for sure. Kudos! See you in a few.

Thanks for thinking of me. I love it! I uploaded some of my pics. Hopefully they will get you some business:) I wish I could see the snow.... I love the first snow and how it makes you feel. Look forward to chatting with you...

Poor Nestle! I would imagine she just wants to follow Jim's lead.

Haven't talked with Gary, but I'm sure he is aware of the open house. I'm heading out to Northern Lumber and then down to the store for a bit. Have lots of books to ship!

Tomorrow will be the day when it is not a good idea to get in line behind me!

You two are just to good to me! How did Nestle Quik enjoy the snow outfit? Any hesitation to being dressed in boots and coat?

I'll be at the Korner Kottage at 5:15 or so. Sorry, meant to acknowledge where I would be when!

Cheryl

I wouldn't miss an open house at Martha's Table to save.......... well you know what I mean! I'll be there at about 5:15 or so. Going to try boots today to see how the foot does.

Cheryl

What a delightful evening indeed!

When I got home I realized how "holiday" I felt. Not the gifty kind, but the loving kind. On Friday night I had watched, through the magical lens of a child-like awe of all things Santa, "The Polar Express." Yes, yes, yes, my chin quivered and the tears appeared on cue, and I experienced the dread when he lost the bell, and was relieved and filled with excitement when his sister handed him the last box, the unexpected gift. As he pulled open the bow lifting the lid to find the lost bell sitting inside I let out a held breath, and I sat frozen, staring at the screen, waiting, and the tears flowed as he brought the bell to his ear and shook it. And it rang. He shook it again, and my heart skipped a beat as I listened to the sound of that bell, wanting to hear it over and over again. Yes, believing. You can only hear the bell if you believe in the spirit of Christmas. And in my own way when I was sitting in your parlor last night I felt that child-like magic of Christmas, being with all of you, the immediate comfort of talking and giggling with friends, the music, the twinkling lights, the decorations, the little tree on the table next to me, the art on the walls, all of it was part of my "bell." I'm glad I hear "my bell" ringing when I pick up the phone and hear Jim say, "Hey, we're having an impromptu at the Korner Kottage......." and without hesitation say, "I'll be there."

And like the young child in the movie, he was chosen to receive the first gift of Christmas, and last night at the Korner Kottage was my first gift of Christmas. Thank you for keeping the sound of friendship so magical.

Cheryl