there's no snow yet, and a few extra weeks of stocking up on snacks has made the squirrels charmingly chubby.
i've taken to shooing them out of the yard before i let the dogs out,
because i don't think the squirrels can waddle fast enough to make it over the fence in time.
there's no room for a tree. well, there's no room for anything. (it's a really tiny house.)
and i confessed this was all leading to some very grinchly feelings this year.
but then i remembered the antique charlie-brown-esque tree and its teeny glass ornaments.
the old, old paper stars - waxed and brittle. and the little metal bells that charm so sweetly.
i cleared off the mantle, hung each little ornament. shoved some tangled lights in some glass jars.
(that's 20% lazy, 80% love the riot of lights and the way they reflect in the misty mirror.)
and strung the little bells in a long garland.
and then i gave my inner child free reign and strung up paper chains and paper snowflakes.
i find them delightful, and they may multiply like bunnies before christmas gets here.
you know how, when you were little, your mom would do crafts with you and somehow manage to get it perfect,
with no mess and the glue went exactly where it was supposed to? i'm starting to wonder when
my crafty-adult-super-powers will kick in. i was covered in glue by the time i finished my little paper chain.
thank god i didn't attempt anything with glitter.
how are you decorating this year?
is the tree up? the garlands draped? the stockings hung?
want to come make snowflakes with me?