"I used to be Snow White, but I drifted."

Mae West

Today, I have a glistening blanket of snow which is now drifting with the wind.

Late fall, I purchase two over-sized boxwood wreaths from the local nursery. One for the anterior door and the other for the posterior, they remain until the spring. I simply change up the ribbons occasionally to suit the pending holiday. Remove and place leaned on the deck in the spring and summer months where they bake to fine shades of biscuit brown and tawny tan.