Dearly Beloved is getting anxious about the lack of Christmas decorations around here. Only my Rudolph nose, thanks to a case of the sniffles.
Well, it’s not totally stark; there are a couple of poinsettias and an undecorated, artificial tree which looks fine as long as you’re standing outside. (Ooooh, I do love pre-lit trees.)
Our trip to Indianapolis last week has made the dearth of decorations around here even more obvious. We broke up our trip by spending the night in Charleston, WV, at the Brass Pineapple Inn, a fine old historic home where anything that doesn’t move is bedecked in Victorian splendor.
There were small trees in the rooms and the halls and any surfaces without room for a tree, had garlands and wreaths.
Then there was Indianapolis, where Daughter Boo’s Christmas decorating creativity had kicked into overdrive this year.
And, of course…
Okay, all that is beautiful, but what goes up must come down. It was Boo’s outside tree that really inspired me.
Genius! She used molds to make ice ornaments. A bundt pan made an ice wreath. There was plenty of freezer space–the great outdoors!
I’ll just have to figure out how to adapt it to North Carolina weather and an inside tree. Unless you have a better idea, here’s my current thought:
I can decorate it with dog biscuits and let Miss Piggy be in charge of un-decorating.
You can tell by the belly that she’d be up for the job.
Ho! Ho! Ho!