Spotted, life sized gingerbread house located in rural Sydney Nova Scotia. We pulled into the drive way to try and catch a glimpse of the witch. I’m not going to lie I wanted to get out of the car and take a big bite out of the side of the house, but we’ve all heard the cautionary tale before. We kept our distance, we weren’t fooled by its delicious candy exterior; plus we were already jacked after stopping by the bulk barn and stuffing ourselves with sour candy and chocolate covered coffee beans. We had the car doors unlocked, ready in case Hanzel and Gretel were trying to make a get away. We waited, but we didn’t stick around too long because we didn’t want to be turned into soup.
Hope your bellys are full, and your hearts are warm.
Merry Christmas Everyone,