Today, I’ve been wrapping our gifts, and packing goodies for family and friends. Tomorrow, we’ll drive to our home town to deliver our presents. Just a few touch-and-goes, before heading back to Montréal.
And then we can enjoy a cool, odd and intimate Christmas. Just Chéri, Freja and me.
And comforting food.
And hopefully a couple chats with good friends.
Good times. 2020 wasn’t that bad, after all.