Today I dispose of our first tree, ever. As a kid, our parents would get us each an ornament, designate it by initial and year. While I haven’t found those yet, I’ve tried to create the tradition with my husband who says he’s allergic to trees.
We’ve a moose on a trout from his trout-fishing expedition, unsuccessful as I had to catch several steaks at the market. A bear on a sled, a Santa in a kilt, a thistle for me, from Scotland.
Several tagboard ornaments from an event I created over 20 years ago. On the back one says To Dee, Love Helen.
As the sun comes up this morning I like to remember family and Christmas. While we always put up a couple of ornaments on an outdoor wreath this is our first tree in our twelve years together.
When I get up early the sun is not up and I plug in the tree and it’s just happy. It even has a whisk, a reindeer serving cookies and a copper saute pan ornament on it. Next year. Happy New Year! Dee