Dec 03 2022
Sparkle
The ongoing sadness at the loss of The Queen, the bummer of losing my car, and the encroaching darkness all made me decide to put up the Christmas tree ahead of schedule. The Saturday after Thanksgiving found me rooting around in the resolutely disorganized Closet of Doom, using a broom to help me reach the things that were out of my reach.
I fished out the box with the tree in it and the box with the ornaments, and also the bag with the wreath for the front door. I put on the Charlie Brown Christmas soundtrack and got to work.
The cats ignored me, which was fine, since they tend to be of limited assistance in tree decorating or housework. So far, they have also ignored the tree completely, which was a pleasant surprise. After all, they play outside in a giant litter box, only to come in and use the one in the house, and play in a forest full of scratching posts, only to come in and claw the rugs. The ways of cats are inscrutable.
It didn’t take long to get the tree up, apply the lights, and the light up star on the top:
It was nice to rediscover the ornaments, including the Eiffel Tower:
The beautiful apple:
and the acorn:
It’s so nice to have some sparkle on dark nights.
A YEAR AGO: A simple Thanksgiving.
FIVE YEARS AGO: Enjoying the sparkle at the Festival of Lights.
TEN YEARS AGO: Scary storms and Christmas decorations.
FIFTEEN YEARS AGO: A wonderful visit to one of my favorite museums.
TWENTY YEARS AGO: A happy Thanksgiving. Unfortunately, the photos are no longer there. I would like to see them.
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