A small tree with tiny lights is the flower of MY day! I have to do a little rearranging of the lights, but it’s such a pretty little tree. I keep it – intact – in my spare “office” room, covered in plastic from year to year.
When the season comes around, I unwrap it — carefully — and carry it into the living room. This year, we have a CD player where the tree usually goes, so I had to do a little planning. I didn’t realize how heavy that player was, so when I picked it up to move it, me and it headed for the floor and I am trying to not drop it because I can’t afford to replace it. I finally got it onto the semi-circular brick front of the fireplace.
Phew. I nudged it into place, realized I can’t use the remote for it because now it’s below the level of the coffee table. So I have to stand and walk over and point down at the floor. But it works.
Harry Belefonte’s Greatest Hits was in the machine, so the moment I plugged it in, he began to sing. I love his voice. It’s like velvet.
I grabbed the kitchen scissors and went into my office. Very carefully, I cut the bag off the tree. I looked it over. Pretty good. The lights had sagged a little, but otherwise, it looked as good as it ever did.
I had already put down a Christmas cover and it was perfect. It’s a hand-made patchwork quite I bought many years ago in Pennsylvania. It’s long and narrow and I never really knew what to do with it, but now, at least for Christmas, it has a home under our little tree. I’ll take better pictures of it tomorrow.
Ever since I gave Garry my Leica, I’m having trouble using the new one. It has a much slower lens. I’m trying to get used to it. It’s fine in brighter light, but an f3.3 lens is slow indoors. A bit disappointing so far, but it’ll be good outside which is mostly where I take pictures.