We hardly knew ye ...

There are so many things I love about the holiday season, and towards the top of the list is choosing, smelling, decorating, and sitting in the glow of my Christmas tree.

This year's tree (pictured left) did not get decorated until Christmas Eve, which is pretty late. And now I'm about to go downstairs to take it down. In this house, that's pretty early. You see, I dread taking it down. It makes me very sad to say goodbye to it.

(Last year, the Christmas tree didn't get taken down until Good Friday. No, I'm not kidding. Click the link and see for yourself.)

In fact, just by writing this post, I'm putting off the inevitable.

But it must be done. Yes, it must -- if only so that Hubby doesn't again tell the tree lot owner that we need a fresh cut so it will last until Easter.