I don't put up a tree any more. At least not a big one. I use to love having the tree and just sitting in the night and watching the lights. Taking in all the decorations and thinking of Christmas past and things to come.
I am not sure at what point I quit putting up a tree, but once there are no kids at home it does not seem to be the same.
I also decided to make my life more simple by not decorating the house.
But - last year I spotted this little guy -with 3 decorations- at the store. He called me and I took him home. He has grown since last year so he now has more decorations on him.
The Santa was from my youth- he says Merry Xmas-
I added a train made for my son and a gingerbread man made by my daughter, a little clay pot and some beads. It might need more beads. Oh and he is in a little David Stuempfle pot and I added a bow- I know it's not a great bow- but it is all me. Plus I figure if Mark puts anything under this tree it would have to be small and very expensive!
He wants a tree big enough to hold a motorcycle- good luck buddy!
The count down continues.....
I know I promised you a peek at the blue paint-
After having the fire we need color in our lives. we are painting everything.Yep- if you stand still long enough I will pull out a brush and paint you!
I am one of those people who makes others cringe when I paint. I get it every where. Clothes, hair, elbow- hands. I should have taken a picture of my hands today because I looked like papa smurf. I was blue today.
All I can think of is "am I blue...." I know there's a song in there somewhere- hum a bit with me.......