With December came the weather
and a tree so fresh and green.
Memories old and new we added
to its branches freshly cleaned.
Then we bid good-bye to mother;
my guys turned to tasks outside.
Since forecast rain was not yet pouring,
my cooped-up horse I hoped to ride.
For just a sec I checked computer
to give my back and feet a break.
I had no clue that the next moment
would any hope of horse time take.
Our 12' tree – to my horror –
chose to lay rather than stand.
And with its landing there was crashing....
Pretty shards spread round like sand.
It's silly for such things to matter
but I'll admit I shed some tears
while I mopped and swept the mess up –
"mess" collected through the years.
Okay, that's all the verse I can manage; my body is aching and my emotions are spent. The tree is once again standing and looks fully decorated in spite of all we lost; just goes to show you (and us) that we have an embarrassment of riches. Still, this is not how I would choose to 'downsize'!
Now, before I crash like a Christmas tree (ha!), I have a Jacquie Lawson Advent Calendar to give away. Seventeen different people commented, and www.random.org chose...
Congratulations, Ruth; that's YOU! Your Advent calendar should be waiting in your inbox; I hope you enjoy it!
That's it for now from . . .