Thursday, December 4, 2008

In The Mood

One of the big redeeming qualities of life in the Midwest is that there is a fair chance to have a traditional “white” Christmas.

The red kettles appear shortly after Halloween and the stores follow suit with their holiday decorations popping up on shelves soon after that. If you listen, you’ll hear the people grumbling, “it’s not even Thanksgiving” as they scowl at the greenery and baubles. It is nearly impossible to get into the holiday mode until the turkey has lulled us all into a coma on Thanksgiving.

Even then sometimes you’ll hear people murmuring about it not feeling like Christmas until there is snow on the ground. We all want the white Christmas, and then we want the snow gone by New Year’s thankyouverymuch.

I have occasion to get into the holiday spirit sooner than most as I decorate a tree (or, this year, two trees) for a charity fundraiser. We pick our themes, adorn our trees and display them at the civic center during the week of Thanksgiving. The kids are always spellbound when they enter the transformed ballroom. Even in my most bah-humbug of years, the festival of trees lifts my spirit and reminds me of the real spirit of Christmas, snow or no snow.

5 comments:

angi said...

Everytime I read your posts about that I just try to imagine it, I am sure it is amazing!

angi said...

"that" being the festival of trees

susiej said...

That sounds beautiful. What a great memory.

Hip Mom's Guide said...

I've decorated trees for Gilda's club and I agree: there's nothing like doing something nice for others to help us appreciate our own blessings.

Damselfly said...

I sure wish I could have a white Christmas! Only if I travel a few hours by plane...