This is what my Christmas tree looks like if you sit on the couch and take a photo without going through the trouble to get up and make sure you've gotten the whole thing. And if you try to find a setting to take a photo without a flash that doesn't come out all blurry.
I always love the Christmas tree. It's my favorite decoration and has sometimes stayed up well into January. I have been sitting downstairs and spinning by the tree or knitting in the recliner so I can spend time with the tree before I take it down. Probably that will happen this upcoming weekend. It's a process and takes some doing to put all of this stuff away.
I was wondering why we go through all of this every year. Why bring out 9 big totes of decorations and then a huge tree that blocks the light (at the time of year when light is scarce) and fills the living room? It takes forever to clean up the needles and pick them out of the rug and it sure isn't "green" to have a real tree.
And then I remember how much I love the tree. Each one has a personality and I start to feel like they're my friends. They bring out the kid with the sense of wonder as I stand there and tilt my head back and look at the angel on the top. The colored lights almost make up for the blocked sunlight and the tinsel sparkles as we walk by and it moves in the light breeze.
So, I'll go down and fix dinner and when it's over, I'll sit in the recliner and work on Pk's scarf (it's nearing completion) and bask in the glow of my friend, the Christmas tree. It tends to be cold down there so I'll wear a sweater and my warm socks and slippers. I'll listen to a book as I knit and purl and reflect on the beauty that is our Christmas tree. And know that there are only a few days left to do this so I'll enjoy it all the more.
Come Saturday, I'll collect the snowmen, reindeer, Santas, wreaths, snowflakes, penguins, lights and other things that were lovingly placed around the house in early December and pack them in tissue paper and put them away. Then I'll remove the tinsel, take off the garland and the glass beads and put them away and then remove each ornament and place it in it's box or wrap it in tissue and put it into the tote. Then I'll pull off the lights and drag the tree out front where it will rest on the curb until the trash men take it away next week. It will take all day. And when I'm done and the furniture is all back in place, I'll revel in the clean surfaces that are bereft of all the Christmas tchatchkes and the space and the light that can finally make it through the window. And the cats will be ecstatic to have the sofa in front of the window again so they can spy on the neighbors in comfort.
And Christmas will finally be over. Until next year.