Justin’s father sent us a beautiful little elopement package. Lots of super sweet food (truffles, bourbon cake, caramelized popcorn) as well as chips, salsa and the best cookie jar ever. It’s a penguin. It’s 50’s kitsch in a cookie jar so of course I love it.
I’ve named our little penguin ‘Henrick’ and he has become the guardian of the Solstice Tree. Maple tries to annoy me by turning Henrick’s head around (so he looks possessed) but this does not bother me. Even with his head backwards, Henrick manages to look jaunty and self-possessed. (It’s the scarf.)