The halls are decked; time to savor the moments until Christmas.
Our family tree is the traditional type–a tall, live Frasier fir that smells like the childhood trees I remember. Although it is coordinated and quaint, it is not a designer theme, monochromatic color with decorations to match. I try to keep the over-all look nostalgic, but must do it with a base of long-accumulated ornaments gathered from 36 years of marriage w/two dear children.
The family tree is an album of Christmas past, inspiring us to linger fondly on every fragrant branch.