Only 12 more sleeps...

Well, we’re only twelve sleeps away until Santa pays us all a visit and while I continue to hear stories from home of people donning their winter sweaters, pulling their toques tighter over their heads, and cradling their never empty cuppa hot anything in their hands, it’s not really ‘beginning to feel a lot like Christmas’ over here. This past weekend we did the routine holiday rituals of getting a tree, decorating it and hanging the stockings by the non-existent chimney with care.

Pete’s present doesn’t exactly fit under the tree but it looks pretty great next to it! Thank you to all the fabulous family and friends who have sent holiday packages our way. ‘Tis so thoughtful of you!

After decorating the tree, we went for a walk along the waterfront. It was a beautiful day and the town was out in full force. A local fisherman had pulled his boat right up to the city dock and was selling fish right off of his boat!

Further down the way, the regional water polo team was practicing right off the warf and a crowd gathered to watch them play. What an amazing and incredibly challenging sport!

We eventually found ourselves at another Kowtow sale. I’m sorry but I just can’t resist fair trade, organic clothing hand made by locals. As you know, I enjoyed a kowtow sale on one of my first week’s here. Their stuff is a-may-zing, the owner/designer is so talented and the kowtow philosophy is the icing on the cake!

So now I head to bed with only 12 sleeps till big guy in red comes to town. I am thinking of you all back home and sending a jolliest of Christmas wishes your way. Yes, that’s right. I mean YOU!

ps - sorry for the low quality pics. Camera died :(