If it does thaw, this weekend we will have the Christmas Tree Party. Family and friends visit, bringing food. We pile into a convoy of cars and drive further into the Argyll Forest to choose our Christmas tree - singing all the way. The children take turns in choosing the tree (we always forget who chose it last year....). One year Ross asked the men who sell the trees if they would put him through the funnel they use to net them and he was carried home netted! The tree is brought in and we all help decorate it with lights, ginger biscuits and all the old favourite decorations. The youngest puts the fairy on top - though this year the youngest is only three months old so maybe not....
An artist seeking a simpler life - (but not too simple!)