I'm happy to report that I've had a rendezvous with my glue gun. I've had it I don't know how many years now, and I finally used it for something. I came across yards and yards of this wide flat lace this week for three dollars, and decided to use it with gift wrap. A few dots of the melty stuff, and we're good to go!
I love a white Christmas. The kind you put together yourself with twinkle lights, and your usual white collections dressed up for the season.
I don't pick a day, or give myself a deadline for decorating. I don't have rules for when to start or stop.
I just find myself gradually surrounded by symbols of the season, like prettily wrapped presents. I'll think "where is the Christmas Village?" or that pile of twiggy wreaths? I enjoy a quiet unfolding.
White does what it does best in any season. It reflects light, calms and soothes, energizes, feeds the soul. Add the sparkle, and it dazzles.
Some of us never left the fanciful part of Yuletide behind, but only adapted it for grown ups,
turning the holiday into the fairyland of our choosing with tulle and lace and powdered sugar. . . .
I hope you're headed for a wonderful weekend!
Ciao! for now!
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