It’s Christmastime in the Cabin

At long last – the tree is up, and it finally feels like Christmas over here. The lights are glowing, carols are playing and the cat is curled up on her Santa hat.

For Michael and me, this is our first tree together, and I think I may have overwhelmed him with the number of ornaments I’ve collected over the years. I was actually concerned that there wouldn’t be enough to fill the tree so I bought heaps of garland in case we needed to fill in some gaps. Turns out there were more than enough by most people’s standards (but I think it could use a few more).

As far as ornaments go, I’m an everything goes kinda gal. Adorable velveteen reindeer? Yes, please! Silvery pinecone? I’ll take it. Pocahontas ornament from 1995? Why not? Unwrapping all the weird and wonderful ornaments from their boxes every year pretty much launches me into full-on reminisce mode, which is my favorite thing.

I don’t think it’s so much about cohesion when decorating a tree as it is about finding ornaments you love and keeping the ones that hold great memories.

This year I was in quite the pickle over a tree. A real tree would look amazing next to all the wood paneling and give some sweet rustic vibes (plus real trees are better). On the other hand, I could put up a fake tree earlier. Well, my eagerness won out and I figured if it had to be fake, it had to be really fake so I snagged this pre-lit white one that’s got some pretty slick iridescence action going on. It’s no frasier fir, but it’ll do just fine.