My Christmas begins the third week of November. I appreciate the rituals of Christmas. Decorating our home. Baking traditional Christmas treats. The wrapping of presents. Life is to be enjoyed and I remove the pressures of the season by starting early. Armed with secateurs and large wicker baskets I prune the row of cedars across from the cow barn. I snip the fragrant cedar branches accompanied by the gentle mooing of cows. A perfect start to my slow Christmas.
It is my tradition to make the front door Christmas wreaths for our home and for my good friend and neighbor. Every year it is different. We live close to the ocean so this year it seemed appropriate to embellish the wreath with shells I have collected.
The music of Charlie Brown’s Christmas plays in the background as I brush the shells with glue and then sprinkled them with fairy dust. It gives the shells a frosty glitter of snow. To fasten these treasures from the sea I hot-glued florist wire to the backs.
Add a white satin bow and voila!! Christmas begins at our front door.
In the early weeks before Christmas I polish the silver and lovingly wash the crystal. Everything must be shiny and bright. Then I create more magic with lights.
It gives me pleasure to celebrate the season in this quiet, calm way. There is much history in this display. The crystal and silver is a collection of gifts and family treasures. It is important to me honour them in this manner. My last task – fill the crystal decanter to welcome guests into our home.