Forgive me but this isn’t a food post.
I’m posting this under the photography part of my site’s title: Blue Cayenne Food and Photography.
Does anyone else out there get a little melancholy taking down the tree?
When we traveled the world, I collected items I could turn into Christmas ornaments–my prized Kashmiri paper mache bells decorated with lovely miniature paintings, small metal African masks, South American angels, raucously-colored Chinese dragons, Nepalese stupa keychains and on and on.
Always…always, our tree was topped with the sweet angel Dixon and I bought at Pic-N-Sav the first year we were married.
Decorating the tree was a joy–as much a joy in the putting up as in the taking down.
I didn’t have a tree for a number of years after my husband died. My boxes of ornament treasures sat untouched in the lonely confines of my garage rafters.
Then, last year, my artist friend Norma gently nudged me to buy a tree, offering to transport the tree in her SUV. Kind and wonderful friend that she is, Norma helped me with my tree again this year. In the process, she gave me back Christmas.
Yesterday, as I took my tree down, I decided to photograph a few of the ornaments that have given me such delight.