Sometime after the Twelve Days of Christmas end on January 6, we take our gingerbread decorations outdoors for the wild critters to discover and devour.
Here’s part of a village inserted into a pile of snow on a tabletop.
Looks like it belonged there all along. The squirrels, however, will soon be scampering off with the pieces.
I post from a small seacoast city in northern New England, where I really do have a small barn packed with mementos of my lifetime journey from my native Ohio to the Pacific Northwest and then back east.
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