However, this year, with the elevator still being repaired, there was absolutely no way we could manage to haul even a not-very-large tree up the stairs.
But it just doesn't seem like Christmas without a tree. So we went to Zingone's and found a tree that we could easily carry!
We brought it home and decorated it. Perfect!
It may be teeny-tiny. And it's a rosemary plant and not really a tree. But, I see memories and happiness.
Angie, the angel, is the only tree topper I've ever known. She's probably at least as old as I am and I'm pretty old!
We found the handcarved Santas at a craft fair during vacation in the Adirondack Mountains. I look at them and I'm relaxing on the porch overlooking the lake at the cabin we stay at every summer.
In the heart ornament, I see family and friends who touch our lives. Friends whose faces I can picture. Online buddies who I know only by emails, comments and avatars. To all of you, I wish you the tons of happiness contained in this teeny-tiny tree!