I’ve caught a ride to work with Lloyd the past couple of days, and I like it because I’m walking home again in the evenings. Monday night I stopped by Beth’s to visit the kittens and borrow her ukulele. Tuesday night I walked through downtown and enjoyed the lights all over the square. Peggy, I even took a few shaky shots for you.
This is the little house on the courthouse lawn where children can visit with Santa. (Santa keeps banker’s hours here, so you better check the schedule if you want to place an order.) The children are always telling me about it, but I’ve never done more than drive by. Tonight, though, I stopped for some pictures.
And then I looked inside.
This is a tiny house! A tiny house! The chairs are nothing special, but that tiny fireplace threw me into a full-on Rich Inner World experience. I could live in this house! Or at least sit in my jammies, drink cocoa and pretend to roast marshmallows.
It would be heaven, if it weren’t for all the kids banging on the door.