Inspired by the Christmas tree series over at Nat the Fat Rat, I thought I'd share my tree thoughts. I wisely photographed the tree immediately after decorating it. Nearly all of the ornaments and tinsel have been haphazardly rearranged, and I stripped the few remaining four-year-old candy canes after so many were snuck off and half-eaten by a certain toddler.
I love my tree. I've had real trees, a non-evergreen tree, and for the
second year, this four-foot artificial tree, but they have all been
decorated after the same fashion as the gorgeous live tree at my
parents' house: nostalgic, eclectic, and traditional. The oldest
ornament is the paper bell picture I brought home from kindergarten in
1990. The newest is last year's clear bulb holding the tiny bow that was
pasted (without my consent) on my twenty-minutes-old daughter in May
2011. Each year of my married life so far, we've asked a clear bulb to
hold a souvenir of that year.
When it comes time to decorate, Christmas music is turned on and
grumpiness is turned off. The lights are pre-strung on my tree, much to
my delight, so we twirl the silver (must be silver) tinsel, then add
the gold bulbs, the traditional Finnish sheep and pig, of course, and
gifted ornaments, and candy canes. The trick to an unfussy tree is to
not fuss with it too much, obviously, and to work in order of ornament
category, which maximizes balance around the tree. Oh, and put the ugly things
in the back. At the very top, a star of Bethlehem is fashioned from
carboard covered in aluminum foil, a nod to my childhood Christmas when a
store-bought star was not in the budget--thank goodness, because
aluminum foil has just the right amount of luminosity and cheekiness.
P.S. Christmas books are a great gift for anyone, and Design Mom has a lovely top-20 list.
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