Chickadee yarn in the most perfect oatmeal color (Audouin), knit in soothing stockinette - at least for a little while.
Gingerbread cookies on the second Sunday of Advent and using my established collection of copper cookie cutters. I don't care for gingerbread but I'm so happy my children love it for nothing smells better than warm gingerbread on a December day.
We've finished with school for the fall term and that frees up loads of time for cozy read alouds. A Christmas Carol, every year. I'm cuddled in bed with the baby. My oldest daughter sketches and my son builds great churches with Legos.
The best oranges we've ever had! We almost gave up on this tree. It produced fruit with a very thick rind and forgettable flavor. Suddenly this year the oranges are hands down best we've ever tasted and plentiful. I love to watch my son play outside and then pause, pick a little snack off our orange tree and continue on.
I finally gathered up the courage to warp the loom! I'm not sure how I feel about the fabric itself, but the process of weaving matters more to me. The rhythm and the order - the even distribution of threads is very soothing to me, especially at this time of year. I should always weave in December.
And finally, little treasures in the garden; flaming orange blueberry leaves, red holly berries, and azure blue, dew covered flowers on my rosemary.