But, according to society, it really should come down by New Years, so I guess the 6th is the latest I can hang on. So I started dismantling when I realized, oh no! I never showed you my back door entrance! I'm exceptionally proud of it because these are fresh garlands that I made. Check it out:
|extra greens courtesy of the 3 feet I had to cut off the tree so that it would fit in our house|
|these pine-cones are still attached to the sticks, they came down in the freak Halloween snow storm|
|The lanterns (from my wedding) used to have Christmas Balls in them, but those got packed away on Wednesday|
|My Papa cut the birch logs on his property in Maine. Emil drilled the holes for those candles|
|yes, I broke down and bought 3 of these from Pottery Barn|
|Hey there, cute dogs!|
So now you've seen my back entrance. I decided to put some effort in this year on the back entrance because its where 99.99% of people who visit actually come into our house. Now the pressure is on for me to repeat next year. It shouldn't be a problem since I have some genetic mutation that causes me to pick out Christmas trees that are too big for my house.
Speaking of big trees, here's a picture of the tree that was in my parent's house this year.
What a monster!? Oh well, I guess I should stop procrastinating and start taking things down. Goodbye Christmas, see you again in 11 months!