We usually spend Christmas at my Mom’s, but her boyfriend found out he has cancer just before the Holidays and he wasn’t able to travel, so my brother (his family) and I went to my Mom’s boyfriend’s place for Christmas. I was a little nervous at first. Not sure why. I guess I have a hard time with change and the Holidays can be a little emotional during the best of times, and I was afraid… I don’t know… that it would be too much, but I’m really glad I went.
It was really nice and I had a good time. My Mom’s boyfriend, Michel, lives in the woods, I spent a lot of time walking in the forest with my brother and Michel’s dog. My brother had this incredible sense of direction in the woods. It’s really amazing. As soon as I started thinking we were lost the house would be right around the corner.
It’s funny, because I bought him a wilderness survival book for Christmas and when I gave it to him, even though he liked it, he laughed and said I needed it more than him.
I took a lot of pictures while we were there and I really like this particular set. Over the course of the evening I would step outside to have a smoke (yes, I smoke, don’t judge) by myself. There was this one tree right beside the house that had a string of Christmas lights strewn around it and a snow covered bicycle leaning against the trunk.
These aren’t award winning photographs or anything, but there’s something about the blue lights, the snow, and ice that I really like.