Don’t worry, I won’t bore you with twelve full posts about Christmas; in fact this is probably the last one for another 364-ish days.
As I shared a few days ago, gift giving is not a huge deal in my family. We select names out of a hat and buy gifts only for the person whose name we drew. When buying for that person there is a fifty dollar limit that cannot be exceeded (at least not without getting a bunch of grief from the family). This year, I selected my mother and my father selected me. Here’s a run down, for all of your anxious to know what I got:
1.) Badly needed camera bag, large enough to hold my gear and comfortable enough to wear on my back for an extended period of time.
2.) Small square table to set next to my chair so that I can read and drink coffee/tea more comfortably.
(What can I say, I really like reading)
3.) Citrus zester; Santa overheard me complaining about using a cheese grater to zest a lemon the other day.
4.) A replacement lens cap for one of my poor lenses who’s UV filter is taking a heck of a beating.
So this Christmas, I got pretty much everything I needed and asked for and abundantly more than I deserved when I consider the Life that we celebrate on this day.
