O Tannenbaum

 Once the bathroom was decorated I was on my way. I'll be entertaining on dual levels this year, which can make things a bit of a challenge, but for the most part, most of the action will be here in the great room. Thank goodness the tree is now up. This picture below made me laugh. It's a terrible picture, I know, this dreary weather makes photography a bit of a challenge, but what makes this photo so funny is that I accidentally captured the image on the television. Look at the poor guy on the floor. That is exactly how I feel!

The tree skirt made me a bit teary this morning. It was made by my mother back in the seventies when she, my aunt, and I were having our holiday bazaars. 

It still looks as bright and beautiful as it did then, and my mother (woman of the tiny stitches), sewed everything by hand. 

The ornaments on the tree are a mishmash of things that reflect my life over the years. 

Our travels. 

 The kids. 

My lifelong interest in mysteries and Sherlock Holmes. 

 My love of Charles Dickens, 19th century Britain and all things English. 

There are a lot of ornaments on this tree representing "A Christmas Carol," all of which are special because I loved the book, and my number two son played Scrooge in a high school presentation for which he won an award.

 The little houses perch on tree lights to give them illumination. 

I have even framed some British postcards that are enlargements of a series of stamps that bear images of scenes from the book.

This post is linked to: 

Seasonal Sundays

Metamorphosis Monday