advent {day 4}

triumph.

a  task i was dreading

 turned out to be pleasant.

i decorated my mother's tree.

i should say, i decorated my father's tree.

which required opening the boxes upon boxes

upon boxes

of christmas decor.

each ornament had been lovingly

 wrapped in white tissue and

stored by theme in a little department store box.

they would never be this organized again.

 

there were hundreds of carefully culled

glass and ceramic treasures for the tree

~silver, white and red, only.

i edited some, and was sure she kept whispering,

"why not the lady bugs?"

when the last of the white candles were snug on the limbs,

it was a beautiful sight.

 

i was happy tonight.

having trimmed up a winter wonderland.

{One of my Mother's favorite blog posts was this.}