Since it feels like April outside I thought I should throw on my galoshes and get around to fixing this:
The forlorn emptiness.
Armed with fresh greens, the bottom branches of my Christmas tree and detailed instructions from my Mom, I gave it a shot.
Hmmm. Not sure this is how it was supposed to turn out. And that's its best side.
I think that's it for the exterior of my house this year - all we need now is some snow. How do people in California even pretend to get enthused about the holidays? A green Christmas is pretty sad.