This year I decorated the tree quite late in comparison to the previous years. I know it looks a bit bare, because we got a bigger tree this year, but didn’t get more decorations.
We opted for an artificial tree for several reasons. Firstly, we don’t like the idea of using a tree for two weeks and then throwing it in the trash. I really think that is just stupid, and a waste of a good tree-no offense. A lot of people say that a natural Christmas tree is the reason of the Holiday and what not…well we don’t need to cut a tree to feel the Holidays near our hearts. So that was that…
Also, I hate garland, so I didn’t put any on the tree, so that may be another reason for why it looks so bare. Oh, and my installation broke just before I took the pictures, so it is even more bare.
I don’t know why, but I have favourites among my tree decorations. So I decided to share them, LOL.
This one I bought last year on a whim. I wasn’t set on going to buy stuff for Christmas, but I saw it and I thought it was really pretty. It is an angel who is holding a dove.This second one, has a longer back story. I bought it when I was 10 and went in a school trip in the capital of Austria, Vienna. I bought both my mom and my dad something. Since it was around the Holidays, I bought my mom this candy handbag decoration, and my dad a small Mozart plate.
This metal ornament was brought home by dad last year when he came home from a tour in Brussels- Belgium.
I really like this one because it is hand painted.
And this one I like because I made it myself. LOL. It was a simple matte red ornament, but it got scratched, and I decided to scratch it further and make some kind of pattern on it. So I got a scratching tool and I made a tree. [can’t see it really well, but you get the idea.]
So those were my favorites, I guess they just have more meaning than the others, and well…some are just pretty :D. Sorry for the poor quality pictures!
Hope you liked my pretty bare tree. Next year I’m planning on getting more decorations so it won’t look as empty.
Lots of love,