The snow was well above my knees as I waded in to select my tree. I had identified it and got permission in October. It's fate was sealed during a working party, specifically clearing saplings that are too close to roads and the water treatment and pumping station. I saved it from inhalation for me to cut it down 2 months later. Having cut it down I had to tramp, crawl out with it. Exhausting work this deep snow. Trimmed it is 2.1M and looks very nice in my open plan lounge.
The house is looking good. I'm early by Swedish standards, but with weekend visitors I decided to go for it. Northern European style with various light displays at windows, candle lanterns on the porch. Down stairs I have been turning the morning room into a dining room for 25 December. 24 December is Christmas day here. For the Swedes 25 (English Christmas day) is a lot like out Boxing day I believe. I have friends over on 25th for a traditional English Christmas dinner. Will that work after the roast ham and trimmings of the day before? We shall see. Try it this year and see if it works.
My credit card statement is in, so I can spend again knowing I don't have to pay up until early February. That is the cue to finish the Christmas shopping. A6 Mall is OK. Not the lunatic crowds we experience in the UK. They keep Christmas to Christmas from what I can see. There is no denying that it is commercialised, but to no where near the obnoxious extent that the UK has gone over recent years. The focus does indeed seem to be family and friends, rather than stuff.
21 December. Winter solstice. 6.5 hours of light per day now. Similar to Scotland? Only without the Wee church to spoil the fun.
Planning for my dinner party 25 December, and the VMCK New Year Banquet is done. Everything is under control (which may mean I don't know that I've forgotten something). This is the first Christmas I've organised in..........ever actually. Thanks to all over the last 5 years who have had me as a guest for Christmas dinner. December is traditionally my worst month and you got me through nicely. I'm mostly enjoying the season, except...........
........So sorry Uncle Derek. We knew it was coming, but it still manages to shock. So hard to be a way from Family at these times. A funeral 23 December is impossible for me to get to. I paced the floor like a caged animal. I've gotten used to the fact now that there is literally nothing I can do. Love and Light all. Hugs when I can.
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