A PEI Christmas

There IS no place like home for the holidays. I always spend Christmas on PEI with my family. Even the three years I was in Japan, I came home every year. It just would not be the same anywhere else.

As a child, I recall being very upset when we would have a green Christmas. As an adult, I have come to my senses of course, and am thrilled beyond words when I can take a walk on the beach Christmas week. The beach in this photo is referred to locally as the “Skunk House.” I know, such a beautiful spot demands a more romantic, or at least a name that doesn’t make you unconsciously twitch. It is not as nice as the “Bierhaus’ beach” of my childhood, but it does have an easier access in December.

This is the view from my parent’s living room taken Christmas day.

In typical PEI custom, however, company spend most of their time in the kitchen. Below are my parents with my aunts and unlcles on my mom's side....Margie, Danny, Alan and Betty. We were delighted when they all arrived Chirtmas evening.

My bother Peter with Owen - the latest addition to my mom's side of the family.