Our tree.....

How I dearly love the smell of pine.
It fills the house with the most lovely
sense of anticipation and always connects
me with the beautiful, homely aspects
of Christmas......and the stillness, to which
I aspire.

First there was the little expedition on a
windy day, to find just the right tree....

Then all the fun of transporting it into

the house, with big strong arms.......



And the negotiations over just the

right spot.....

How exciting to discover that it is

the tallest one we have ever had ......

nearly touching the ceiling!

And that this year the ladder is required to

decorate it!



Which of course requires lots of careful climbing......

Before we light the carefully

positioned candles for the first time,

and sit back to admire how it transforms

the whole room.

My hope is that it will be the beginning of

lots of making at home. Baking gingerbread

and biscuits to hang up. Folding origami

decorations and indulging in some quiet

moments together........