Merry Christmas from the Far Outer Hebrides!
-Brid and NTS
Hello, Dear Reader. Here I am, back from balmy Belgium. (No, really. Belgium is usually fairly similar to Edinburgh this time of year, if less windy, but there was a lovely heat wave while I was there, bringing the temperature up to 12C / 54F. If I can’t have skiing, I’ll happily take warmth.)
A small sampling from an afternoon in Brussels:
Growing up, we always had an angel on top of the tree, one my mother made just before I was born. After I was married, we experimented with a star, but I never really liked covering up the top of the tree. Now we have a triptych of jolly gentlemen who perch in the top crook of the tree. And this year, a little something more…
You can tell where my heart is this Christmas. Inside a nice pair of waterproof boots.
One of several sea glass Christmas decorations I’ve been working on. Originally intended for my sister, the garland found a home here when I realized just how heavy a large box of glass was going to be.
I’m slightly disappointed, though, not to get to fill out the customs form on that package. “What’s in the box, ma’am?” “Half a kilo of broken glass and some string.”
Here’s to a holiday spent not in jail.