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O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree!

How lovely are your branches! Too bad you cannot see our tree in person because these pictures don't come close to portraying its beauty, with all the ornaments that we've collected. And since the tree is rather tall and there's not a good place for me to stand to capture the view, I put together a couple of shots that give some idea of how it turned out. I have a red and white theme, with some hand-made ornaments, some Santa ornaments, a few snowmen, some etched glass ornaments, some red tear-drop shaped ornaments, and a few wooden snowflakes. I just love Christmas.

Look for another post soon with Lindsey's tree upstairs, plus I'll get a picture at night of our lights outside and hope that it will turn out. I'm not that great of a photographer, but what I lack in knowledge and skill, I make up for in abundance. I take pictures all the time!

Comments

Anonymous said…
very very cute Kelly! I love your collection of ornaments. I can't wait to see Linds' tree too.
Anonymous said…
I love it! Very cute. I have the red/white/silver thing goin' on too. Does Lindsey decorate hers herself or have you decorated it for her?
Kelly said…
Lindsey just puts the ornaments on the small tree. She put the tree together too. Check out my new disco balls that I bought at 'Tis the Season last week. I love those. The poinsettias around the base of the tree are from Lindsey's high school choir fund raiser.
Anonymous said…
Your tree looks great Kelly. I love the theme. I love tree decorating, I cannot wait to have a large one like yours. Is it real or fake? At my moms shop since I was young I loved to decorate all of her tree for Christmas. She has an entire tree dedicated to snow men in silver and baby blue!
Kelly said…
It's a "real" fake tree! I think a different themed Christmas tree in every room would be so fun!
Julie said…
Your tree looks fantastic! Your pictures turned out MUCH better than the ones I took of our tree.
Julie V. said…
I love the poinsettias at the base of the tree. Great look.

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