O Christmas Tree

The Christmas tree is the center, the heart of our Christmas decorated home. What a delightful custom during the time of year when no bouquets are coming in from the garden, to "pick" a tree and put it in a "vase" and keep it for weeks in the corner of the living room. The smell is so fresh and outdoorsy. Our lights are the old-fashioned big ones, which happily seem back in fashion again. The colors are pure primary, nothing pinkish or purplish. Red, green, blue, yellow. In my heart, just right; the December lights of my whole life. The decorations are from all times - some from childhood, some from our time together before kids, some from our children's childhoods, some from now. Again, just right. Aren't all our trees "just right" for us? Each is individual and each is lovely. I admire all kinds of decorating when it comes to Christmas trees, though mine is always the same. At Christmas I am strictly traditional and nostalgic and warm-hearted. I like to sit in the living room and experience its physical and emotional glow. O Christmas Tree, indeed!