The decorations don't make this a designer tree. It carries home-made ornaments like the one made out of popsicle sticks, a little photo in the middle of Duncan, dated Daycare 2002. There are other kinds of decorations that must have come from Verlaine – “Baby’s First Christmas”, a soft blue egg encrusted with pearls.
Who does not have some felt decorations through which one puts a candy cane and then the felt looks like the head of a reindeer?
Maybe I don't have those anymore, but I am sure ones like this used to hang on my tree.
Rebecca also has some decorations that are to be plugged in and then they will either rotate or light up. The string into which they are to be plugged is long gone.
Trees are easier to get down, than to put up. I could walk around the tree taking the lights off. I circled it many tines. I was enjoying the feeling of the soft branches against my arms and the lovely smell that comes with being so close to the tree. I wanted to keep the tree up longer, since we had a late start. Or maybe I wanted to keep it up so that the holidays could be extended for we have had restful ones. On the island there are rules about how quickly those trees have to be taken to the land fill. This is the weekend, whether I want Christmas to continue or not.