O Tannenbaum

I have a love for christmas trees.

There was nothing more magical to me

at Christmas than when my mama drug

out her 7 1/2 foot tree and

boxes upon boxes of ornaments.

My mama never did a hodge podge tree.

Each year her christmas tree was decked out

in wonderful color combinations

with coordinating ornaments and lights.

My sister and I would sit and watch her decorate with much ferver.

I will never forget the christmas when she said my sis and I could help decorate.

I will also never forget how mad she was when I broke one of her

really nice and pricey ornaments that she had.

(to see my mama mad.......is not pretty.......at all.)

My sister and I would stand in front of the tree

in all of its christmas splendor and sing to it.

 "Oh Christmas Treeee, Oh Christmas Treeee,

Oh Christmas Treeeee, Oh Christmas Treeeee....."

We could belt out every single note of that song...with the only three words we knew.

My love for gorgeous trees has not subsided...not even a little bit.

This year will not be any different.

I've donned my tree in its Christmas finest.

With succulent golds, warm browns, and gorgeous silver.

I've also incorporated some of my junky goodness as well.

These door knob plates once guarded the doors

to my great grandmother's home.

They remind me of so many memories and christmases (is that a word?) that have past.

I can't imagine a single Christmas without the

rememberance of angels who sang the first carol.

The natural beauty of the earth

to remind me that the Lord

had no wear to lay his head but in

a lowly manger.

I'm french ya know....couldn't let

my heritage go without being remembered.

This antique shaving brush

reminds me so much of my great-uncle Eugene.

My sister and I were simply fascinated

by watching him work up his own shaving cream

and shaving with a straight blade.

(I just kneeeeeew he was going to cut himself...he never did.)

This photo is so precious.

I reminds my spirit to keep toiling...one day there will be rest.

Some clothespins that I antiqued.

They will soon hold old photos as

soon as the Divine Mr. M gets them out for me.

(Right Honey???)

My son's old teddy bear sits in an old baby walker

that was once my fathers

reminding me to always keep my inner child alive.

An old and broken pocketwatch

that reminds me that time is precious....enjoy it.

I have incorporated more items into my tree that

I didn't get pics of yet

like my tarnished silver sugar bowls

and mercury glass ornaments.

I have way more decorating and more trees to put up.

(surely you didn't think I would only do one tree?)

Keep checking back for more junky christmas ideas.