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(Dulce, with some apologies to John Rutter)

There has been cleaning and packing and painting
Dust and fur tumbleweeds vacuumed away
Momma has wrestled a piece of the forest
Into the parlor and now decorates.

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Gloria! Gloria!
Who is this person?
Gloria! Gloria!
What’s with this tree?
Gloria! Gloria!
This is quite confusing
There’s all this fuss, but it’s not about me.xmastree2016-decorated

I like the smell of this piece of the forest
I like the taste of the fruitcake and cheese
I like the people who offer to scritch me
They all seem tame and seem eager to please.ember-expects-xmasdinner2016

Gloria! Gloria!
Why inflate this mattress?
Gloria! Gloria!
It’s in my way!
Gloria! Gloria!
Out of Momma’s office!
Go sing more songs about babies in hay.

After the fussing, the feasting, and singing
After the guests have fin’lly gone away
Momma and Other Mom sit sipping eggnog
Smiling at sparklies and watching me play.

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Gloria! Gloria!
Eggnog and day old!
Maybe that isn’t quite
What all they say?
Gloria! Gloria!
Someone was born!
Gloria! Gloria!
I can sleep near Momma
The house is quiet
And Momma is warm.

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Granted, this was sent in 1910, so there have been quite a few intervening seasons since this image was first [literally] posted, but this is one tree that Ember cannot climb!

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The cats are prowling around the base of the steamer trunk, on which I have perched the Christmas tree. The steamer trunk set-up is an improvement over perching the tree on an endtable, or small child’s table, both of which have been used in the past.

The eldest cat, who doesn’t climb much of anything these days, and can no longer leap up to the bed or a windowsill, skulks widdershins around the steamer trunk, and watches Word hang little twisted tin candy canes on the lower branches. He sniffs at the wire of lights that cascades down the back of the tree to the nearby electrical outlet. He sits.

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I had my first Christmas tree in an apartment of my own when he was a kitten, and as the tree lay horizontal on the rug in my bedroom/office area, he managed to embed himself in the branches as soon as I’d gotten the netting off the object. Somewhere I have a picture of his manic green-gold eyes, glaring at me, his shadowy face blurring into the dark needles… He was terribly pleased about the whole thing. Getting him out again was quite a trick…. I think gloves were involved.

Merrily greet the time, with bells and songs and yule cats!

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Blue-Snowflakes-2014Let’s see.

  • Gifts
  • Tree
    • The decoration thereof
  • Cards? Maybe?  New year’s cards, maybe?
  • Lunch
  • Mailing brown paper packages [string optional]
  • Putting away the things necessary for doing the above
  • Burn concert CDs
  • Tape measures
  • Practicing with MagicPlan app
  • Sleep

In no particular order…

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