For photographer Jenn, the holidays begin with a search. It’s the familiar, comforting ritual of her family walking together among the pines, debating which Christmas tree will be the one. It’s a memory woven from shared time, from the simple, essential flavors of the season — like warm chocolate chip cookies and the sound of a favorite carol — and, most sweetly, from the childhood pride of hanging her own handmade ornaments on the family tree.
She calls those early crafts “questionable,” but their place among her parents’ finer collection was never in doubt. That acceptance — of the imperfect, the heartfelt, the personally made — is where the season truly took root for her.