Well, sometimes things don’t work out quite as planned do they? I had this drafted up on the 6th of January, hot on the heels of my last post, but never got a chance to upload the photos before I went out to Whangarei, to beautiful weather and NO internet access. We got home Friday night after one and a half days on the road, and I’ve spent the weekend unpacking, tidying up, and doing our business’ book keeping (with much backdated blog reading in between to procrastinate) before returning to work today (let’s not dwell on that!). But when I sat down to upload the photos tonight I had a chain of thought that went something like this… “But it’s so late and the photos I took are terrible on account of being a lousy photographer armed with only a cell phone that I don’t know how to use properly and really who cares about your tree and maybe I should wait until next year for better photos but next year I won’t be using this tree and damnitall I blog for ME and I’m sure the 7 people who read this can skim over it if they don’t want and I’ve done all the work so bugger it! Up it goes!”
So one last Christmas hurrah, and I hope you’re not all rolling your eyes at it.
I mentioned in my last post that I love Christmas. I got that from my mum who always made Christmas magical for me as a child and I never grew out of the pleasure I take in Christmas. Unfortunately there was a phase in our lives where Christmas lost some of its magic for a few years. In the lead up to Christmas 2003 Mum and I were talking about it and she announced that she was reclaiming Christmas for what it meant for us. As part of that she got rid of her virtually bald artificial tree and the tired battered remnants of decorations; then bought herself a new artificial tree and announced that she was starting afresh and that her desire was for this tree to be decorated entirely in white, with silver as an occasional contrast.
That was my first Christmas after I moved to Wellington and I had already decided not to bother putting up my own tree and paltry decorations as I was coming home for three weeks over Christmas. Instead I went to Kirkcaldie and Stains, a fancy schmancy department store, and bought some exquisite glass baubles that would work well on a white decorated tree.
Just like that a tradition was born and I have bought white decorations home with me every Christmas since, and this year marked the 10th installment of the tradition. I tend towards glass or porcelain or other luxury materials and have great fun hunting every year for white decorations. Some years the hunting has been less effective and I’ve had to settle for solely silver or for materials that aren’t as nice but then other years, like this one, I have had to reel myself in – as it was this year was a big haul, with me bringing with me at least 23 individual decorations (although in my defence some of them were bought in sets).
Each year once I arrive at my Mum’s place, I take great delight in showing her this year’s haul and we ooh and aah over them, before we enjoy the pleasure of decorating the tree. This year was extra special as my brothers were with us before Christmas and got to help decorate the tree for the first time in several years. It was so much fun!
I have a few close-ups of some of my favourite ornaments but there are so many more! Look away know if you think this might bore you and be greatful I’m not showing every single one.
In that first year Mum bought a bunch of cheaper silver decorations as fillers as it was so tricky to find white. Over 10 years her collection has built up quite a lot so this year I am taking home with me all the no longer needed silver fillers. Why is that?
Well, after 9 years in Wellington I have not once spent a Christmas day at home – I have always travelled north and loved it. And in that time I’ve not once bothered to put up my own Christmas tree as I didn’t see the point in putting it up when I’m away for three weeks. But we have decided that hopefully, next Christmas, family will come to us in Wellington! Oh how wonderful! And even before we’d decided that I decided I’m going to put up a tree every year anyway, and enjoy one of my favourite celebrations just that little bit more.
But I only have a tiny selection of decorations to my name.
Oh yes, I have big plans for next Christmas, regardless of where it is!
First I have to resolve my own Christmas Aesthetic Dilemma (CAD) – do I go for red, white, and silver as my theme or peacock colours in blue, green, and silver? I like colour themed trees and want to pick one of these two. Or maybe black and gold and steampunk? Ok, one of these three. Definitely one of these.
I’ve also realised that in 10 years of acquiring beautiful decorations for Mum I’ve never actually made any – and that is going to change, although she doesn’t know that yet! (EDIT – OK, she knows it now as she read my draft. But she doesn’t know what!) So I am looking forward to producing a selection of handmade decorations and accessories, both for my own tree (post solving of the CAD) and for Mum’s tree. I’m already looking forward to next Christmas so much – and to posting about it! Maybe even on time, with decent photos!