Yesterday morning, once again we awoke to find that the snow gods had been at work. We had put our tree up the day before and with a little help, got the popcorn/cranberry chain in place. In past years we've had a full living room of family and friends to help with the decorating but because of the impending weather, the decorating session was curtailed.
So I spent most of Sunday, hanging ornaments, tying red satin bows, putting candy canes in place (I'm fussy and like them all to face the same way,) making sure the little twisted metal icicles dangle freely --- oh, it's a job!
But it's a trip down memory lane, as well. Ornaments inherited from my mother and my husband's mother and grandmother; god's eyes my boys made when they were very young, the felt ornaments we made for a Christmas at my grandparent's house almost forty years ago, the stuffed cloth hearts and all the odds and ends that have accumulated over the years -- gifts that I treasure (the bristly donkey that looks like our Kate is the most recent) and little gems I couldn't resist (the pink pig with a piglet at her side.)
A pleasant way to spend a snowy day!