Last Monday, we finally closed on the Homestead. So, now it is ours. Well, at least the mortgage is. On Saturday we went out there to look for a Christmas tree but couldn't find any we wanted to cut down. Still we had a campfire (remember that ax we got Scott last March?) and pulled Jack around in the sled. It was great - beautiful and silent with freshly fallen snow. The whole thing has got me listening to John Denver.