Well, this holiday season, I did something I always said I'd never do: I bought an artificial tree. Usually, my tradition is to get an inexpensive Charlie Brown-er and deck the house with natural greens I harvest from outside. I love the ritual of hanging the greens and how it makes the house smell. Plus, I like being part of such an ancient tradition. But this year, I caved. I mean, how many opportunities are there to buy a Christmas tree made entirely of pink feathers? Tommy and I thought it looked great with our purple and green Christmas tree balls and his Homer Simpson ornament. Later this week, we're gonna build a gingerbread house, which I think might complement the cotton-candy look of the tree quite nicely.
Here's a shot of Daisy and me by the tree.
(All photos by Tommy.)
