Under the Tree

If you’ve never spent time stretched out under your Christmas tree staring up into its branches I highly recommend it. It’s like entering another world; One where you just know there are fairies, squirrels, and the odd magical owl living, hidden, among twinkling branches. (I even have a brilliant story in my head along those lines that I mean to get written out one day. There might even be a hedgehog or two thrown in.) 

My grandmother taught me to do this when I was very small, and it’s something I do with my own littles every year. It occurred to me this morning that I hadn’t yet this season, so now I have. 

Soon the tree will be gone, the stockings will be tucked away, and my mind will turn towards other things. I bet most of you are ready. I think I almost am too.