Good Morning. The holiday season has come in with a roar not a whimper and I am running, running, running to keep up the pace.
When I come home I find in ilex berries in my shoes, my eyelashes are encrusted with glitter and bits of pine are nestled in my hair.
Eich ein ornament.
I haven't even had time to take a photo for Instagram and they take only.....well you know.
There are many good days. On Thursday we went out on one of my favorite jobs for one of my favorite customers.
When we arrive, the tree is up, the garland hung on the v. long staircase, the Christmas music playing and the boxes of ornaments open and waiting on the marble floor in the foyer.
All that's left for us to do is take off our coats and make some magic.
We talk and laugh and pad around offering suggestions to one another. One does the tree, another the staircase and I do the 3 fireplace mantles.
We bring 2 heavily ornamented wreaths for the front doors and 4 evergreen wreaths for the gateposts.
At lunchtime we sit at the table in the freshly decorated kitchen and the housekeeper serves us a delicious lunch. This year is we ate quiche Lorraine, a green salad, sparkling water, then coffee and cookies.
Reluctantly we left the table and went back to work.
By 3:00 we had packed up, cleaned up, suited up and were off. Leaving behind civilization and the smell of fraiser fir and reentering the world of ringing phones, piles of orders and the air of hysteria that always hangs in the shop this time of year.
But there was a iced latte waiting so all hope is not lost.
Paradise can be regained.
