I love the days leading up to Christmas. The slowly building anticipation, the twinkling lights in windows, carols on the radio, a mince pie with my mid-morning cup of tea. Although there is always plenty to be done, it’s the very nicest kind of to do list.
Choosing the tree is the moment that Christmas really begins for me. The baby came with us to the farm, snug in his freshly-knitted hat, watching with wide eyes as his excited brothers ran from tree to tree. A first Christmas is so special, and this will be his. He has learnt to sit up, just in time for opening presents (although luckily for the tree, he is not quite yet ready to crawl!)
I spent Sunday afternoon Christmas wreath-making, with some lovely blogging friends. Lou had arranged for Xanthe from Ivory Flowers to provide us with a wonderful selection of greenery and fabulous decorative elements: feathers, golden ears of corn, pink peppercorns and all manner of berries. Lottie sweetly hosted in her utterly beautiful home, where we sat around the table chatting whilst twisting handfuls of moss and securing greenery with florists’ pins before adding our individual pretty flourishes. The ideal afternoon must surely consist of tea, conversation, friends and busy crafting hands! It did me the world of good.
I shall show you the wreath on Wednesday, for Nature in the Home. In the meantime, do go and visit my fellow bloggers, if you haven’t already…