Look what my friend gave me!
We don't put up a Christmas tree. Not that we have anything against Christmas trees, but we don't have kids and we're never here for the actual day so it seems like a lot of trouble for nothing.
Imagine my delight when O.E. (aka Other Ellen, aka Wreath Goddess, aka Ellen Spector Platt, aka my partner @ Garden Bytes) asked me if I'd like a wreath. Yes, I said, yes, yes, yes!
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She brought it to my apartment, I brought it to my house, and look how pretty! I feel suddenly very festive and oh so in the holiday mood.
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Thank you, Ellen!
4 Comments:
That is lovely and cheerful! In all the debates over the environmental merits of cut-tree vs. fake tree, I'm the grinch in the background calling for "NO tree!"). But gosh, those evergreens and pinecones really are just of this moment. (Did I tell you the fellow who owns the house I grew up in just emailed me a photo of Mitchella repens and Gaultheria procumbens from the yard?)
It looks as though it smells good, too.
Beautiful! For the past four years I've recycled a wreath I bought at the coop. Last year it was finally crumbling and I parted with it. Was all set to buy one this year but A) I won't be here for xmas and B) on the same day I found that oyster mushroom in Prospect I found some long, gorgeous, fragrant pine cones. Rigged something for my apt. door and I'm happy with it...but nothing as fine as your wreath!
Waoo what a amazing gift. Friend is great source of happiness. My friend gave auditing dissertation topics which is very helpful for my study.
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