This is a picture of a Douglas Fir. This is what my tree is every year at home. It is the smell of Christmas, along with fires and crisp cool air. This year Christmas break was short at home. I guess that's what happens when you grow up and move away but it made me sad. It came and went so fast. Luckily I got to spend the second half of my break from work with dear friends on and after New Year's Eve.
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