ok, technically, there's no river... and the woods are actually fields and fields and fields of christmas trees! but every year when we visit the peterson farm, where jeff's godfather and his family are on their fourth generation of helping folks choose the perfect holiday tree, i am very aware of the history and tradition involved. we had thought it might rain yesterday; and it had rained extensively on friday, so we went prepared (and dressed for!) a mudfest of woodstockian proportions. in the end, it wasn't too bad, and though cold, the sky was blue and pretty clear, and we had an awesome day! ♥
in the meantime, the page is actually a two-fer, as well. i had this lovely painted page that's on really thick textured stock from a vintage "christmas" magazine, and intended to attach my photo and journaling right on it, but i felt like they covered up too much. thus i built the page on a snowy silvery transparency instead, so you can flip over and see the original, too. all in all it really was a day for wonderful compromises!