'Tis the season for Christmas trees and everybody has a unique way of choosing and decorating their own. Trends and fads dictate some people's style, ease and speed of assembly may influence others, and some, like me, seek to recreate the magic of our childhood.
This tree was my parent's, in their first tiny home in Grand Rapids, Michigan. It was several years before I was born but it is a fascinating glimpse into the traditions of a long ago decade.
With Dad and her own mother in the Christmas Day picture below, Mom was pregnant with their first child (who would be born eleven days later). While not particularly creative, Mom did love holidays and she was influenced by an aunt whom she adored (and lived with for most all of her own childhood - Aunt had home full of family, extended family and sometimes even friends; she was frugal and hard-working but had a manner of quiet refinement.)
Anyway, this tall balsam, which would be considered skimpy by today's standards, really does have a gorgeous shape and is adorned with just a few ornaments and a sprinkling of tinsel. I love it - and the joy and holiday spirit that is so evident in the young family's happy smiles .
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