Our yearly ritual of driving south to Hermosa Beach for Christmas morning breakfast and celebrations came and went. I just realized I forgot to post about it, so here I am.
After the "family photo" we sat down and opened gifts followed by an intermission, while Ben and Marilyn prepared the meal. During the brief interlude Eve and I roam the downstairs looking for photo ops, which were abundant with the dollhouse all fixed up. I'll post those photos in a separate post.
After the meal, we chatted and shared imagery until we were satiated. Just before departing Eve found a large spoon and fork hidden away. I asked her to pose with Ben as an interpretation of a modern American Gothic.
Post a Comment