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December 11, 2012
There's No Place Like Home For The Holidays
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Emily
Dickinson
- Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without words,
And never stops at all.
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I love your tree in the kitchen! I promised Mr. Comforts I would bake cookies after the painters finish painting and before I continue painting, so that will probably be this weekend.
Posted by: Penny @ The Comforts of Home & Flea Market Makeovers | December 11, 2012 at 10:53 AM
I'm going to put a little tree in the kitchen! That looks so cute. I wish I smelled cookies baking! I have yet to start!
Posted by: Shirley Corwin | December 11, 2012 at 11:44 AM
I love your kitchen tree! And there is definately no place like home for the Holidays! What apretty fun song! Grace xoox
Posted by: Grace | December 11, 2012 at 01:59 PM
love your tree! I have a little one like that with tiny ornaments and 2 others that I put in Teacups. I got the idea from a picture I saw on line a couple of years ago. Sweet!
Posted by: Kerrie | December 11, 2012 at 06:52 PM
I too love your kitchen tree. I want one. Smile. Are you baking or did you visit the bakery? HA!
I miss your visits.
Love you,
Posted by: jeanne, backyard neighbor | December 11, 2012 at 08:47 PM
May I have one?:)
Thinking of you always!
xoxo
Posted by: Monica | December 12, 2012 at 04:01 PM