A bungalow Christmas
There’s a rumor afoot that I could lose my blogging license if I don’t write about my Christmas decorations. So, not to be outdone by my blog friends, welcome to a bungalow Christmas!
We always cut our own tree at a tree farm—this is the Evergreen State, after all. This year we found a perfect, alpine-y Noble that’s nice and narrow. I don’t even have to move my chair to see the TV.
Miraculously, the cats leave the ornaments alone, but they love the big drinking bowl full of Christmas tree tea. Checkers enjoys lying beneath the boughs, but I think he’s really just making sure none of the other cats drink from what he considers his private oasis.
Chex also enjoys a blazing yule log.
So does geeky Rose, Eric’s office assistant.
But back to the tree: I started collecting glass ornaments decades ago because I wanted my tree to look like my Grandma’s tree when I was a little kid in Milwaukee. By now I have more than will fit on one tree. About half are vintage ornaments, like this one from my mom’s childhood. It’s incredibly fragile, but still “hanging in there.”
After Mt. St. Helens blew up in 1980, ornaments made with volcanic ash became popular. I have three. My favorite is this blue one, which I’d given to my mom. Now it’s come back to me.
Eric added some unusual ones to the collection. How about an apple core and a fish? The black one in the background is another of Mt. St. Helens glass.
Little Bo Peep, Jack Be Nimble, and Toyland are from Eric’s parents. The crocheted snowflakes were on my mom’s tree.
What Christmas tree is complete without birds? The old parakeet’s tail has been replaced several times.
I love these five spinning tops from Eric’s parents.
Magenta, blue, and pale green ornaments hung on my parents tree before I was born. What great 50’s colors! I think I also remember them on an aluminum tree when I was real little. (Now you know the truth about how old I am!)
I fill a crystal bowl with some real oldies. I like the way they are gradually losing their colors and becoming transparent … don’t we all, eventually?
I’m cheating and using a picture of our living room from last year … the last time it was this clean. I have some decorations up, but this year, but with the remodel mess, I just haven’t been able to pull it together. Those snowflakes hanging from the beam? Back in the 80’s, I cut them out of drafting vellum when I was bored at work. I sprayed them with adhesive and gave them a light dusting of fine, iridescent glitter. Sometimes I leave them up until spring (because I am too lazy to take them down).
I hope you’re all enjoying a relaxing holiday season, doing the things you love best, and celebrating with your own special traditions. It’s become our tradition to pick one of our photos and print our own Christmas cards. This year, Duke is our star.
May all your Christmas dreams come true!
From → Living Room