This one didn’t look crooked, but it toppled over in the deep night. At least we found it amusing. We never take ours down until mid-January, at the earliest. It’s going back up … and will stay up! (Photo by Rachel Williams)
Some years we don’t even venture out to cut the tree until Christmas Eve morning, and we certainly don’t bring it in and decorate before then. Often, the lights don’t even go on till dusk. Here it is, finally ready for the rest of the decorations and then the presents underneath. (Photo by Rachel Williams)
It’s a phrase we all shout – nearly a thousand of us at a time – each year at the Christmas Revels at Harvard’s Sanders Theatre. (Photo by Rachel Williams)
Short for Pigwidgeon, Ron Weasley’s first pet owl in Harry Potter. Widgie was a dwarf rabbit who didn’t get much bigger than this. His little ears were quite adorable. He was quite fond of Boo, too. He was her buddy.
Some members of our family are artists when it comes to gift wrapping. I assure you I didn’t do these exquisite examples. Mine are usually identified by the profusion of tape holding them together. (Photo by Rachel Williams)
If it hasn’t already hit us several times, it certainly will soon. Wet snow like this is the heaviest and slickest. The light, powdery version is more common later in the season. (Photo by Rachel Williams)
Our first rabbit wound up with the name Boo. She and my wife developed a special bond over the decade-plus we had her. She was happy to be held and petted for hours.