I haven't had a Christmas tree in quite awhile, but this little one was given to me by some new friends, Pierre and Kendall. They cut it themselves, and it's only about three feet high. I think it has a bizarre charm, being gangly and sparsely branched. My decorating is very haphazard, too. I grabbed what I could easily find in the shed closet. Most of what I have is too heavy for the tree to support. The top branch holding my metal angel is bending forward over the creche, probably looking for the baby Jesus, who is conspicuously absent. I don't know what happened to him, but tomorrow I will make one out of clay. The attendant parents, wise men, and shepherds, and animals need their focal point.I'm glad I have this tree.
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