the tree

After Christmas I always get a bit of a “down” feeling. I’m not quite sure if it is because

I had been running like a maniac for too long or what? Looking around I notice the tree.

I can still smell it, but it is dry. Dangerously dry! I muster up enough energy to “de-decorate”

(if that is even a word) and fight with the lights. I am never quite sure how they get so

tangled in the first place.

I call in a few kids…kids who are usually hiding from me by now, knowing that I will need help

to get this monster out of the house. We drag it out and let it drop. I then, head back into

the house to sweep up the mess and try to get things back into place. I often sit afterward with a

cup of tea…satisfied that the room looks so different. This year I spent several mins

plucking the needles out of my hair and anyplace else they happened to work their way into. (ahem)

I do enjoy the streamline, clean look the room takes on when all the decorations, and any sign of the

holiday, is gone.

Today though, it’s raining. As I ran through the courtyard I noticed the tree. It has a whole new look

now. Because of the rain…it no longer looks dry and I am picturing the day it was put in. That was a good

day for me. It was fun. So off I went to grab the camera and snap a photo before this tree looses its beauty

and gets recycled.

I am going to try my best to keep one of my new year’s resolutions. No recycling! I am not talking about

the garbage…I will not be recycling any of the crappy days from last year. I will be going out of my way

to find “a little bit of happy” in each day. I will be taking the time to “create” something new every day.

I will be taking the time to find “joy” in moments and not “things.”

No recycling allowed for me…how about you?

~simply~