Tree Trimming

:: it feels like the season has finally begun... we found our tree and the traditions, old and new, are under way
:: old, the same little Christmas tree farm
:: new, this time Jacob cut it down instead of Dad
:: this time last year we already had more than 40inches of snow, this year we have hardly had an inch
:: Lauren, despite learning the "Santa Secret", has more spirit than any previous year
:: old, that same old star that was on our very first Christmas tree
:: new, not putting the tree up in that same ole spot in the living room
:: I went out for some shopping the other day and created my handmade list of goodies
:: I have a lot of handmade work to do in the next 13 days
:: it is easy to get caught up in thoughts, though, while sitting with handy work. I'm trying not to get lost in the sadness some thoughts bring





:: old, Momma and Lauren do most of the tree trimming and Daddy hangs the high stuff
:: new, this year Pappy hung the high ones
:: I think something is percolating, in my mind and in my heart
:: mornings making treats that flow into afternoon naps on the couch followed by evenings with the jukebox playing make for the best kinds of Sundays
:: old, stocking hang on the fireplace
:: new, it seems a different cut out cookie recipe is tried every year
:: I like holding my husband's hand while watching tv at night
:: how in the world was I up at 4 am so.many.mornings.in.a.row? I can hardly rouse myself at 6am these day
:: I know the fire needs another piece of wood because my feet are getting cold
:: wondering if my studio misses me... and if I go there, will I know what to do with myself.