One of my favorite things to do at this time of the year is to put up a tree. When we lived in Canada, we didn’t put the tree up until about a week before the holiday. Since we’ve moved south, I’ve put it up earlier and earlier every year, BUT I REFUSE to put it up before Thanksgiving. One holiday season at a time please! And lately every year I fuss and bluster that I’m not going to put up a tree this year, but every year I do. And every year, on the day I do, I take a trip down memory lane. I think I continue to put up a tree specifically for the memories.
Memory Lane is a good place to visit. We’ve downsized the tree over the years, so now every ornament on the tree has a special memory associated with a person or a time in our lives.
I hope you enjoy my trip down memory lane:
Small but special, the village underneath is a North Pole grouping that I painted many years ago.
DH’s memories and mine mixed.
Candle holder from Dad, and beaded ornament from Gramma Rose
What would the holiday be without a group of reindeer?
And I ran out of camera batteries just BEFORE I could take a picture of the mess I made of the living room doing this today. Impeccable timing! Aren’t you glad?