DECKING THE HALLS
The smell of fat green pine needles fills the house, it tingles when you breath in then you get used it and all that’s left is the small start of surprise each time you realize there’s a tree in the room. Hey! There’s a tree in the room! I have a wish to always have a tree in the room and this time of year the wish sprouts and curls upward and blossoms. There are, as yet, no decorations on the tree, but really, I almost think it doesn’t NEED decorations. It’s decorating the room all on its own power!...