I tried again with the disco balls. Last year, the effect of the disco balls on our dark, north-facing porch was unsatisfactory, so this year I hung them under the azalea bush, hoping for a sort of Christmas fairy garden. For about three minutes each day, the setting sun hits the disco balls and I get the sparkles I wanted.
I did manage to cut some holly and ivy and made this wreathe, which I affixed to the mailbox.
At Halloween, I bought a white gourd, which I felt looked elegant on our black desk. I tried giving it the glitter treatment, and that also was a massive fail, but I kind of like how it looks with the gold NOEL in front of it. And, as I predicted in the Christmas decorating post I wrote last year, I found the missing "N" at the back of the closet when I was putting the decorations away.
Christ. Everything we own is so battered. I didn't even notice that sugar skull until I looked at the photograph.
|Nutcracker stands guard in the corner|
|New ornament: needle felted ball from the City Market|
|Christmas tree skirt in its rightful position|
Speaking of Phoebe, we've gotten into the habit of taking nighttime walks in search of Christmas lights. Every night, we have to go further and further afield to find lights we haven't seen yet. She loves it, and she really seems to show an interest in the houses that are lit up, especially if there's an inflated character to bark at.