I am so in awe and envy of my fellow bloggers who spend hours planning and decorating for the holidays. My attempt at holiday decorating is quite sparse in comparison.
Now, I'm not exactly a Grinch, but I find the whole holiday business tiring. For one thing, the meaning has gotten way too lost in history. What started out as a celebration of the sun wending it's way back north to warm the earth and an anticipation of the return of earth's fertility and bounty has often turned into something quite different.
I love anything made of natural materials, and our good friends graced us with a homemade wreath of balsam, pine cones and reindeer moss. Just the perfect thing to decorate Giddy's door!
The only other decorations in the house are ones made by my mother. Her ceramic Christmas trees are dear to me and grace our home every year.
Mother Nature did her part yesterday by blanketing our little corner of the world with about 5 inches of sparkly white stuff.
Of course, it also has it's downside!
Life is always good!
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