Christmas Time.

Christmas in 10 Photos.

Christmas is coming.

I've officially begun my countdown to flying home for Christmas. Two. More. Weeks. I haven't been this excited to go home since i've been in London, and i can't exactly place why that is. I think it might be the excitement that generally sweeps through the house at this time of year, and the oncoming cold and snow, and the knowledge that when i walk through the back door of my house there will be a little brother and a massive rottweiler to greet me. I cannot wait.

How Christmas Looks.

How Christmas Eve Looks.

How A Snow Day Looks.

Home and the Other Home.

Going home means something else when you've been unreachable by anything but boat or plane for multiple months. There's always been traditions upon coming home from school that have mostly involved cooking and baking and fires and movies, but this time it means more. Schedules become necessary as you try to fit in all of the things you want to do that you miss, seeing each friend you've made promises to, having lunches with old professors and bosses. But really, it all comes together without a plan, without scheduling, and everyone appears around an impromptu meal that you cook with bottles of wine being passed around all night and stories being told.