She sits patiently in the living room. Waiting for lights, ornaments, pine-cones, ribbons, popcorn strings, and of course, dog and children curled up under her bows for holiday stories. But, for now, until another handful of moments appear - she is a lovely reminder of her more wild home, and the day we tromped about in search of just the right tree.
Care to join me on our tree tromp?
Thanks for joining me!
(Update - she is looking quite bedecked after a late night of dawning the lights, and an early morning of eager young decorating hands - writing this post was the needed kick in the pants!)