My friend Donna hosted a lovely Christmas lunch for eight of us 60 somethings and one delightfully well-behaved four year old. I kick myself for forgetting to take my camera because her house was perfectly decorated. It would be hard to spend an afternoon there and not feel in the Christmas spirit.
Her house is always nicely decorated, but she goes all out for Christmas. Her rooms are decorated according to themes. So the Adirondack room has a tree with canoe ornaments and all the Santas are fishing or hunting in their L.L. Bean plaid togs. Her Victorian room has a tree and angel decorations. And so it goes. All so tastefully done. She is one artistic lady. I can only marvel.
Everybody got an angel.
Now, this is an angel I found on a walk in the woods a few years ago. I added a bit of decoration, but it was clearly an angel when I picked it up. It even had a face.