Christmas time has arrived at Ednovean Farm! The tree is up, the minced pies are warm and the mulled wine is waiting. I shall never shake off the excitement and the nostalgic memories that stir, when the Christmas tree comes home again.
Christmas time and Christmas trees!
Simple in white and clear baubles
The hall offers a glowing welcome now, with the smaller potted tree that has nestled under the palms through the year.
The tree is set on a sturdy vintage chest, on the old slate flagstones yet it gleams with a contemporary scheme.
The oversized clear and white glass baubles are inspired in part by the simple Nordic decorations.
However, upstairs the cut tree reigns supreme with a touch of Victorian swagger. It’s branches are decked in red and gold baubles, peacocks and cherubs with fairy lights wound through the branches. The perfect anarchy of Christmas!
Baubles, cherubs and fairy lights
Collecting Baubles
Somehow the lure of collecting Christmas baubles is too strong to resist. Every year I buy at least one (cough) to add to my boxes of treasures. There’s always room for an unusual one even if it doesn’t match anything else! Who could resist this delicate amber glass droplet after all.
As the earth mellows to the Winter
As the earth mellows into winter, it sometimes feels that our home has been waiting these twelve months, for Christmas time to arrive again. Christmas comes as the perfect antidote to our slowing circadian rhythms, full of glitter and light. A traditional antidote to the seasons.
The silent days of winter are cocooned in the house, by the thick stone walls, giving certain stillness to the air. Whilst the interior flickers with candle light and the evocative scents of Christmas drift through the house.
In the village, Perranuthnoe has been busy too with carol singers and craft markets. All of the bustle of communities throughout the country.
Finding a Christmas tree!!
This carefully planned assault on Christmas!
I take Christmas decorating very seriously each year . Everything is carefully packed in plastic boxes – filed according to size and destination with fairy lights similarly labelled. Yet buying the cut tree this year was “a pretty close run thing” I have to say!
The Christmas tree adventure
To start with, the doughty Priscilla Peugeot hiccupped politely and then set about a delayed teenage tantrum or maybe Alzheimer’s to conduct a reign of terror. This combined with an unpredictable work to rule, made buying a Christmas tree a white knuckle adventure. All of which meant that it was mid December before she grumbled out – very late for buying a cut tree.
Every afternoon we would set out full of enthusiasm and found the left over detritus of empty Christmas tree sales! Or trees, the price of which could have financed the ailing Priscilla’s replacement. Finally the local Morrison’s turned up trumps with a modest but healthy tree. Christmas was saved!
A very Happy Christmas!!
A very Happy Christmas to you! Thank you for joining my monthly blog and quarterly Newsletter about Ednovean Farm, this year.
I’ll make my “the dog ate my homework” apologies now for this blog and subsequent newsletter following to closely together, on the heels of Winter Days and Candlelight!
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