As y'all know, we did tree decorating a couple of weeks back.
Well, it finished a couple of weeks back. First I tried to get out of it.
It's artistic, all by itself, right? A bold purity of form in the dark-green triangle. Simplicity. Elegance. From the other end of the sofa, these words: "you still have to decorate it."
The bow is the tree topper, now that we use fake trees, because unlike real trees the fake ones have wimpy tips. (The live trees are always pruned into a nice shape, which also means that the tip is a reasonably sturdy end that will hold up Moravian stars or angels or whatever.) The Moravian star that I tried to hard to find all those years is much too heavy to go on top of the fake tree. Likewise the little translucent-shell tree topper. The upshot was to do a florist's bow in something wire-edged and glittery. The various star shaped tree toppers have had to find new places to be.
And the shell star has found a home for this year.
At this, the eve of Our Lord's birthday, I wish for all of you a blessed and wondrous Christmas season.