Decking...

 Many years ago, a Jewish friend visited our home in December and said, "It looks like Christmas came and threw up in your house." She wasn't wrong. Today, it happened yet again. Four oversized totes full of snowmen, Santas, angels, and nativity figures were unpacked and carefully arranged. Seasonal music played, and the woodstove snapped and cracked and warmed our space. I loved every minute of it. 

My mother had two copper angel candlesticks she was particularly fond of. Years ago, a friend saw them and then gifted me several similar ones in various sizes that belonged to her mom, giving me an entire flock of angels. They are all a challenge to polish, so I have left them languishing in the basement for too long. I got them out this week and spent a while cleaning and shining them up. I think the mama's would be pleased. The candle snuffer was a gift from my niece, and it fits right in. 

At dusk, my pal Brenda and Rachel came over. We drank mulled wine, ate crackers and chevre, and decorated wreaths. It was a fun way to spend some time, and we had some lovely results. 

It feels like winter outside, and my house looks like Christmas inside. It's the cozy season, and I am happy.