These trees have very rapid growth at this time of the year. Appearing fully formed and complete with a shiny inedible fruit and spangly lights. The appearance of one tree seems to prompt a plague, they appear everywhere, and cause some mysterious emulatory disease to take hold in the far corners of the world.
I wasn’t going to buy a tree this year, because the drought had pushed up the price beyond my limit, but even my hardened heart missed the piney smell. I was rather pleased actually that the kids missed it – a sign that they aren’t hardened little consumerists yet. Luckily, Coles must have overbought because a couple of days ago the price dropped to below even last year’s. So now we have a pine tree in the living room again. Boychild has appointed himself boss of Christmas decorations.
To all the bloggers out there…
To everyone who made me laugh, made me cry, made me squirt various beverages through my nose, and even made me think, in 2007. To all the people who have commented on my blog, and all the lurkers too.
May your 2008 be great, mate. Be careful on the roads if you’re driving around.
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Nick Possum
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I love the smell of a real tree in the lounge – Wishing you all good things.
Hello Helen, have a fabulous day of festivities and thank you for equanimitous writings. Hmm… clearly not a word–till now.
‘Tis the season to be jelly. Have a full on I love aeroplane experience.
No doubt we will all cross paths in the new year given the number of mooted meets.
I’ve got my trusty K-Mart not so real tree doing service for the third year in a row – but it looks nice decorated!
Happy Xmas to you Helen!
All of that back atcha, Helen. Have a fabulous day tomorrow.
happy happpppppppy crimbo to your helen! have a lovely day
Rock n roll, dude! (makes cosmic sign)
cross paths soon?
Joy to you and yours. As your vision grows wiser and your words grow ever more betterer.
Up here pine plantation escapees infest the roadside verges and a wee bit of poaching is just weed control. Merry Christmas, Helen!
Happy New Year to you and yours, Helen. We went with the fake lighted tree this year, for convenience over atmosphere.