Our Christmas was wet, mild and quiet. My uncle came for lunch on Christmas Day, otherwise we were among ourselves.
We had a minor uproar, when my Dad incinerated a mincemeat tart. My parents had bought a package of mincemeat tarts and a jar of brandy butter. The mincemeat tarts came in aluminum foil cups, which had to be removed before heating them in a microwave. While peeling off the aluminum foil cups, one of the tarts broke apart, so I set it aside and put the remaining tarts onto a plate to heat them in the microwave. A bit later, my Dad announced that he was going to fix the broken tart. He took off into the cellar (my parents’ microwave is in the basement – don’t ask). “Don’t forget to remove the foil”, I called after him. After a few minutes, there was a pang and a nasty smell from downstairs. Turns out that my Dad did forget to remove the foil and promptly incinerated the tart. Luckily, no real damage was done and we still had enough tarts left over to eat.
And now for some photos:
Our Christmas tree. This tree must have experienced a growth spurt in the past year and has long, spindly branches. The branches were also surprisingly strong, so that I could put even the heavier ornaments onto the higher branches. For decorating purposes, this was a very good tree instead.
Close-up of the top of the tree. I shot this without flash, so it’s kind of dim. Note the lit beeswax candles, the woodshavings angels, porcelain cone ornaments, 1960s paper apples, Hallmark Tasmanian Devil, rhinestone studded gold heart and various Erzgebirge style wood ornaments.
Another Christmas tree close-up, also somewhat dim because it was shot without flash. You can see one of our natural beeswax candles, an angel on a golden ball, a bell with holly branches and a red cardinal, which my parents bought in the US in 1978 and a Scandinavian style moose ornament.
I’ve always called this thing the “Madonna of the glowing heart”, It’s a china ornament lit from the inside by a votive candle. It’s approximately 25 years old now and a great favourite of my Mom’s. My Dad and I don’t particularly like it. But this shot came out really well, so here it is.
This year’s Christmas card haul.
My Mom and my Dad on Christmas Eve.
My uncle and my Dad. The wreath on the fireplace was handstitched by my Mom approx. 35 years ago. It’s always been a great favourite of mine.
Wrapped Christmas presents – my Dad’s.
Wrapped Christmas presents – my Mom’s
Wrapped Christmas presents – mine
Unwrapped Christmas presents – my Dad’s. I “censored” the calendar for those browsing at work.
Unwrapped presents – my Mom’s. I’m trying to get her into Steampunk.
Unwrapped presents – mine. There’s a necklace (from my aunt and uncle), some Belgian chocolates, a mini calendar, lots of books, including the long awaited fifth and sixth books in Shanna Swendson “Enchanted Inc.” series and a Kobo Glo e-reader, which is currently displaying a selection of Pegasus Pulp e-books.
A close-up of my new Kobo Glo e-reader displaying some of my own books.
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