A message to you, dear readers, from me, via my mother:
We have a small, living-in-a-bucket, Blue Spruce, courtesy of Marty, the retired tree farmer boyfriend. Little Blue Spruce relaxes in the shade of the backyard when he’s not hard at work holding up ornaments, garlands, and Holiday Spirit.
This year I decorated the tree with 2 store-bought garlands, one set of lights, and ornaments made by my mother! Every year she sends one or two. This year I realized we had enough handmade-by-mom/grandma ornaments to cover the tree. All others could sit this one out. Hi Mom! (I am the little kid on stage at the Christmas pageant who breaks out of character and waves to her mother in the audience.)
Happy Holidays, Friends!