12.13.2011

as long as we know in our hearts what Christmas ought to be, Christmas is

    The tree is assembled. It is not yet fully "fluffed." Nor is it remotely straight. I think I may need to double-check the joints, to make certain that they are secure.
     And yet: it's up. That counts for something.

[title quotation by Eric Sevareid]
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  1. Labrdors12/14/2011 02:07:00 PM

    Congratulations! You're ahead of me.

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  2. molly12/14/2011 03:02:00 PM

    Isn't that weird? I was thinking I would write:"Congratulations!" We must be sisters. Congratulations on the tree. Our pine tree lives outside in a pot, and we will drag it it inside, but only for a few days, for fear of damaging it. It is taller than last year, and probably cannot live on the terrace forever. In Italy we also have to do a manger scene, with little ceramic figures. I'll get to it, which means clearing away the rubble of our disorderly life, in the living room.
    What I WANTED to say was: congratulations on your tree!

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  3. amy12/19/2011 07:25:00 PM

    Thank you, both of you. This exchange is the reason that I love the blog-world. Two people, neither of whom I've ever met face-to-face, both brought smiles to my face and made me sniffle a little bit. I guess that's the influence of this time of year, too.

    Happy Christmas to you.

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