I’ve said it before–and I’ll probably say it again. I love my little tree. It brightens my apartment immeasurably. And it warms my little heart.
I love ornaments. And collecting them over the years. That lovely hippo was one of the first things I ever picked out. Yes. I picked a hippo in a one-shouldered leotard with barbells. I was special little girl. And I still am. And the Kirkwood Train Station reminds me of home. And isn’t that bird in a hat is just the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?