I grew up with REAL trees for Christmas. My Dad's cousin owned a Garden Nursery two houses away, and during the holidays they used the Nursery for a Tree lot. We always went as a family for FHE for a little walk down the street to pick out our tree.
However, when we moved up north, and bought our home, we were farther away from our little "hometown" tree lot, but we still bought a new tree for the first couple of years. But since that time we have added two more kids and some larger furniture, and we just don't have the room for a real tree. So we have been decorating my little Alpine trees that are already in our family room the rest of the year. This year we decided to do two of them.
(I just really liked this picture..... how it's not totally clear and the lights are a blurrrr)
In Syracuse I was in the Young Womens organization in our ward. I loved it. That was one of the hardest things for me about moving. I loved the ladies I worked with, and I LOVED the girls. They were an amazing source of strength, and I learned so much from them.
This hand work was a gift for Christmas from Jackie, she and I served together over the Mia Maids. (for you locals..... Jackie is Janet Stark's sister-in-law) I love it. It is one of my favorite things to get out at Christmas. It reminds me of her and brings back wonderful memories. It sits on my mantle right under a picture of the Savior.

3 comments:
I love your alpine trees all decorated so pretty! Layne even noticed them and mentioned that he liked them & that they didn't take up hardly any room. Don't you just love the warm, festive feeling Christmas decorations give our homes?
Oh my, I can't believe you still have that picture, and you even still use it. Young Woman's was fun back then! Did you ever finish your butterfly quilt? Remember when we volunteered at the Festival of Trees and it was snowing terribly. Those were good times!
Your decorations are pretty. We gave up the real tree when we moved into our house. I miss the smell but that is about all. I still like to go into people's homes who have real ones and take a big sniff. I love that smell.
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