There are few things that please me more than the smell of pine drifting off a glowing Christmas tree. This year we suddenly find ourselves with enough room (a whole house!) to have a tree of our own. Last weekend we ventured out into the freezing drizzle to choose a beauty at the humorously named Chubby and Tubby tree lot.
We selected a lovely, full-bowed noble fir and strapped it to the car with the help of one of Chubby and Tubby’s friendly, helpful employees.
As newbies to the house thing, we have yet to accumulate a decent collection of ornaments. Luckily, our local nursery was having something of a Christmas market, where I picked up a few cuties. Love that deer.
I amended the sparsity by stringing up a handful of felted wool balls my mom had given us years ago, swearing they’d be useful for something. How true. … Continue reading