On our drive to Helma's house, we cross this little bridge over the Mississippi River that is lit up for Christmas.
It is so pretty in the center of this sleepy little bedroom town.
Back home, Christmas preparations are all finished and Audrey has left a spot on her favorite couch for Santa to sit and rest a spell. Her Christmas list consists of...
a red mouse
her own knitting bowl fool of wool
and Joe to be gone with the big guy when she wakes up Christmas morning.
I reminded her that Santa already has a lot to carry on his travels and there is no room for a 12lb, feisty cat in his loot bag. She says he is magical and can handle it. I suppose it will be hard to refuse the charm of this face. Treats will console her if she is disappointed.
Off to deliver gifts then bake the pumpkin pies.