We decorate for Christmas.
That might be an understatement. But even though we no longer have our family Christmas here, the kids will notice if something is not up or is in the "wrong" place. It's tradition.
The dining room gets a touch of Scandinavia, celebrating our roots.
Tom's mother made the heart patterned fabric trees many years ago. Wheat is a symbol of renewal of life. The straw pig symbolizes prosperity and the goat pulled the sleigh of the Yule Tomte.
The garland on the overhead beam has hearts, and this year I added vintage ornaments that I found while helping to clean out an elderly neighbor's house last year.
The kitchen gets garlands too, decorated with felt gingerbread men and patchwork balls I made when we first moved into this house 36 years ago.
And then there are the Santas. All over the family room.
And they spill over into the living room as we are gifted with yet one more.
Do you believe in Santa Claus? I do. He is the spirit of Christmas magic! We can all use a little magic in our lives.