I had to chuckle when I found this sweet vintage postcard to use for my blog post today. My girls and my Jimmy loved to get the biggest tree they could possibly get for our Christmas! Now, our house is small and I would remind them about that fact, but they never listened. It makes me laugh now. We finally came up with a system of measurement using the daddy's big arms. Now we have an artificial tree and I do miss the smell of a fresh tree. So girls, here's the tree for you!
I finished the tree shirt yesterday and we hope to decorate the tree this afternoon. While I was sewing, I was listening to some Christmas music in my cottage. I have a CD from a concert we attended in 2002. It was in the beautiful church in Mt Angel OR and it was all sung in German. As I claim that heritage, I just love to hear the sounds of the German language. Of course O Tannenbaum was included and I can remember a lot of the words from my high school German classes. I was taught by little German nuns at a girl's school long ago and have sweet memories of those loving ladies.