Christmas Wreath

Spending the winter in an 82 year old house is one thing.

But in Michigan, where it gets cold and stays cold nine months out of the year, is quite another.

The hardwood floors creak and squeak. The rooms are drafty.

Secrets abound.

{We found paperwork on a family who lived here in the 1920's hidden behind a built-in in the master bedroom, and found a child's name carved in an old ceiling joist in the basement.} 

We have contemplated adding our own family history complete with pictures

and hiding them somewhere ourselves.

This house is overflowing with nooks and crannies

and the appeal to add to the rich history of the house is tempting.

I would leave my Christmas wreath for someone to discover, but, well.. I made it and want it!

Maybe a few pictures of the house on Christmas morning would suffice! : )