I have a little Christmas tree. It’s sitting on the edge of my table, the table where sometimes I eat but usually just sit here and stitch. Waiting for my little workroom to warm up. I got this little tree at Goodwill because daughter needed the tree I usually put up. It’s a tree in a box. There were years when I swore I would never have an artificial tree–or a tree that had been cut down simply to be used for a few days. Those were the years when we could afford a “balled tree”–a tree that would be planted. Could afford it and also had space for planting. I remember the first one. 1973. Planted a few days after Christmas. A few days after the Christmas morning my son was born. The last time I saw that tree, it was 20′ tall. A beautiful blue spruce. But this little tree from Goodwill, well it manages to satisfy something without becoming a big deal. Without sacrificing a tree person. A reminder. And it’s one and only ornament is a handmade card–about the size of an index card– received yesterday from a dear friend and fabulous artist.
It took me an hour to upload the tree picture. WordPress is really acting screwy. My computer has been acting screwy. And now it looks as though that’s the only picture WordPress will let me download right now. Maybe that’s enough. There are more cloths, Winter Solstice and a few others. But I’m thinking it’s enough, right now, to just post Peace. Peace to you. Peace to the World. Peace for ALL. A Winter Solstice wish.