the glow of Christmas

A couple of nights ago I happened to be up when the lights were out and the house was asleep.

A glowing joy of childish wonderment wrapped me when I walked into the lounge room. 

I truly love Christmas, the reasons have changed a little over the years but...it's still there.

I had some time with just Winter and couldn't resist the temptation to have a real tree. 

As a kid we always had a real tree. Despite living in the desert, somehow my parents managed to keep a Christmas tree alive. Every year they would dig it out of the ground and move it inside for a few weeks. Then return it to a sheltered spot in the earth outside in the hope it would continue to survive and grow. 

I might try the same.

I hope you feel the glow of Christmas too.