This is our Christmas tree. It is a hodge podge of 'junque' and occupies the northwest corner of the parlor. I put this tree up ten years ago and never took it down. It didn't start out looking like this it has 'evolved' through the years. The train that is around the base was given to my Sweet Man by my bosom buddy and her then hubby. The nativity sitting on the bottom shelf of the table is never taken down either. It reminds me daily of why I'm on earth. I don't know if you can see the gold dress on a tiny dress form by the bottom left of the tree but my youngest-red-headed daughter gave that to me several years ago. I had no where to put it so by the tree it went. Close to the top of the tree on the left is a gold box with a bird's nest in it. Don't let anyone ever tell you that Mickey D's french fry boxes are not good for something other than fries. I have the lights on in all seasons. I love sitting in the parlor on a summer's evening with the lights twinkling and the lace curtains blowing softly in the breeze. It makes me feel good.
