I present thee with her majesty, The Northwest Christmas Tree.
She is red and green and Northwest-y. I love her.
Starbucks ornaments. Walking in our winter underwear…
Christmas magic and tiny, vintage books.
I wish upon a star.
A real, abandoned nest my kids found years ago.
All kinds of little wool pretties.
Pip berry balls of all sizes.
More wooly decorations.
Happy, tin birdhouses.
She is full of all kinds of magical trinkets. She is an adventure just like her namesake, The Great Northwest.