Now that the tornado seems to has gone after having destroyed much in my town, I feel more relaxed to show some of our Christmas decorations here.
It was so good having my child jumping around me, giving his opinion and giving solutions to this and that.
Every year I have the same purpose: decorating Christmas tree in a different way, in a modern way, with a simple but showy decoration.
But I soon quit.
I cant't resist to my old balls, ribbons and lights. This yellow ball for example, exists since my first Christmas tree. It has resisted to all these years, more than 30. I still can smell it...
By that time Christmas tree was a real pine tree that my mother and I cut together, before the night came for nobody notice us. Otherwise someone might think that we were stealing pine trees. And we returned home to fullfill it with the odor of the pine. It was fascinating to seat on the floor and staying looking to the flashing lights. How wonderful...
My mother always used to make the presepe. These were the main figures. Joseph is all glued thanks to a cat that I had that loved to play with broken pieces. We did the presepe this year too. It was not my intention. I just planned to put the main figures and the hut and cover it with moss. But I couldn't resist to my little son's appeals and we started unwrapping the pieces that were in the bottom of the box, some of them with a very old wrapping paper... Even without the moss we could "build" a village. Now we have to wait until they open our forest, which became destroyed by the tornado, to make a better composition and give it more realism. Now I am the mother doing the presepe. Now it's me who have a son around, fascinated and vibrant with all that has to do with Christmas. It is so beautiful... Each passing year is better.
Now that the tornado seems to has gone after having destroyed much in my town, I feel more relaxed to show some of our Christmas decorations here.
It was so good having my child jumping around me, giving his opinion and giving solutions to this and that.
Every year I have the same purpose: decorating Christmas tree in a different way, in a modern way, with a simple but showy decoration.
But I soon quit.
I cant't resist to my old balls, ribbons and lights. This yellow ball for example, exists since my first Christmas tree. It has resisted to all these years, more than 30. I still can smell it...
By that time Christmas tree was a real pine tree that my mother and I cut together, before the night came for nobody notice us. Otherwise someone might think that we were stealing pine trees. And we returned home to fullfill it with the odor of the pine. It was fascinating to seat on the floor and staying looking to the flashing lights. How wonderful...
My mother always used to make the presepe. These were the main figures. Joseph is all glued thanks to a cat that I had that loved to play with broken pieces. We did the presepe this year too. It was not my intention. I just planned to put the main figures and the hut and cover it with moss. But I couldn't resist to my little son's appeals and we started unwrapping the pieces that were in the bottom of the box, some of them with a very old wrapping paper... Even without the moss we could "build" a village. Now we have to wait until they open our forest, which became destroyed by the tornado, to make a better composition and give it more realism. Now I am the mother doing the presepe. Now it's me who have a son around, fascinated and vibrant with all that has to do with Christmas. It is so beautiful... Each passing year is better.
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