Friday, December 3, 2010
I will blow the dust off my Christmas CDs, and as the festive strains fill the air and camouflage the sibling squabbling (can't decorate the tree without the squabbles), the wreath will go up on the door, garlands will hung and the spicy warmth of cloves will seal the deal. I will snap shots of hubby joyfully wrestling with the tree lights and of the girls posing with their Chrismukkah and Santa hats (we're a multi cultural tribe).
The Christmas cactus is heralding the onset of the festive season with a spectacular eruption of fuchsia blooms.
After the decorating cyclone has passed I will darken the room, flick on the Christmas lights and sit quietly in the corner comfy chair sipping a goblet of eggnog and rum - and simply absorb the wonder.
The season will start with a pause before the games begin!