We’re always fairly prompt with getting our Christmas tree up. Usually the first week of December but never before the first. It’s something you only get to enjoy for a handful of weeks out of a whole year so it’s good to make the most of it. One of the best things about decorating the tree is rifling through boxes of decorations you haven’t seen for a while. This year Scott’s family came round and presented us with “Grandma’s balls”. A yellowed card box filled with old baubles – a nice addition to the vintage set Scott’s sister-in-law bought us last year.
I struggled with my photos this week. I had an idea in my head of how I wanted them to look but no amount of fiddling with settings helped. Gah! It’s been so flipping dark and I’ve been feeling unsure and indecisive about everything! So they are what they are. Anyway, this is our tree. In previous years we’ve picked one up from the garden centre but this year we visited a forestry commission tree shop. This one is as tall as me but one year I’d love to go nuts and get a 7ft tree.
Every year we unpack the decorations and I say, “there’s no way these are all going to fit on the tree!”. And every year they do.
Over time our plan is to replace the cheap decorations with something old or handmade, the sort we will keep for many years. Just think, vintage decorations like these have seen decades of family Christmases. If they could talk… It’s easy to trace the history of decorations passed down in the family but I’d really like to know whose had the others hanging on their tree.
My view of the tree from the sofa. Cosy lights, wrapped presents and a good angle to scout out where tree chocolates are hidden. There’s only one left now because we’ve gannited them all and we’re both pretty sure we can’t have eaten that many. Someone has…
We haven’t gone too crazy with decorations around the house. I made a wreath for the front door. We’ve got a wooden nativity set on the landing and in the living room we have some homemade snowflake bunting and a bowl of pinecones, cinnamon and cloves on the coffee table. There are so many things I want to make but every year Christmas creeps up on me and I run out of time.
Merry Christmas folks!