Being that we are, if not renowned, at least known for our minimalist Christmas decorations which, were it not for our grandchildren could easily descend to many degrees below minimal, you can imagine my surprise when I was, this very afternoon, faced with examples of these decorations being refurbished in our outhouse at an indecently advanced date. I just hope it’s not me who’s doing it….although it very well could be.
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The wisest of the three gifts:)
We were never allowed Christmas decorations until the weekend before Christmas and when I was really small they arrived on Christmas Eve along with Father Christmas 😉
. . . and you looked forwards to this and enjoyed it all the more! Our ceiling-high living Christmas tree was brought in the Sunday before: it was childish magic for me to ‘help’ decorate it whilst carols softly played in the background for the FIRST time! To each their own: I must say I cherish my memories . . . magic and ‘holy’ . . .
I think you’re right…the memories are worth treasuring …and not reenacting 🙂
You are right – the wait and the short time that they stayed up made it more exciting.
To be honest, MD, they don’t get much of a showing here…but our daughter and son make up for it:)
We have a grand daughter’s birthday at our house on Sunday….she..and her mother, will be expecting early signs of Christmas:)
I’m sure that will banish all signs of grumpiness 😉
too right:)
That and a good toast 😉
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I am with you on this one. It is still only November.
I mentioned the ‘C’ word yesterday when I met a friend in a supermarket dressed in red and green and asked if she was heading off to a Christmas party already. She started yelling ”LALALALALA” with her fingers in her ears. An appropriate response I thought.
Perfect…I try to La,La,La but the combined chorus of the C word is hard to ignore:)
Ho, ho, ho. We are minimalist too, except when our daughter is home. My father’s business was growing Christmas trees and I think too much of a good thing is really too much. Over it.
Our daughter and her children are always so disappointed that we never have a Christmas tree…the gold baubles in the post sit in a dish as a sort of Christmas gesture:)
Back home in Germany in my childhood, the Christmas tree was decorated the evening before the 24th of December, and we as children could not enter the room before, so a 6pm we could hear a little chime and than we would enter the room with the Christmas tree shining in all it’s glory and real wax candle lights, Christmas songs were played from records while we were munching on homemade Christmas cookies. A great tradition my parents had passed on to us.
That’s a scene from a TV commercial, Cornelia…wonderful to think that it really happened:)
Hard to remain minimalist when children are still young but I insist on waiting until the first of December. We accidentally landed on a street where Christmas lights are big, and I mean BIG. Forever doomed to be the poor cousin I am afraid. I wonder if some gold balls would cut it?
Golden balls are what is needed ….throughout life it would seem:)
Work up to the decorations at your leisure!!!
the only way:)
There is fricking Christmas decorations put all over the place here. Soon enough we’ll be putting them up now for Christmas next year!
It seems to be the rule that there has to be a show of tat plastered all over the stores to indicate some supposedly worthy reason for all 365 rip off opportunities:)
Amen that!
gorgeous photo
many thanks…glad you liked it:)