“Hey Petra, do you mind helping me with the wreath?“
“Sure, Tiff,“

Ah yes, that time of year has rolled around again.

The streets are being decorated, wreaths are being hung….

….all available local trees are being attacked with shiny hangable objects.


It’s disgustingly humid here at the moment, but that won’t stop the gang from having a good time.
Anyways, see ya!
Yves