It's time to put Christmas away.
Part me feels relieved to have the house all de-cluttered... the other though it's a little sad... January is grey and miserable and cold even, and especially so. without all the holiday pretties...
...the Three Kings have reached baby Jesus and it's time to make the trip back to the box in the garage... (the angels fell from the roof of the stable and broke their wings. Occupational hazards and also fallen angels are kind of romantic don't you think? (or have I read too much teenage fiction?).
Open bracket: once one of the kings emerged from the box without a head. Very weird. Couldn't find the thing anywhere... so we had quite a macabre Nativity set that year! Closed bracket.
This year I tried wrapping the tree lights around cardboard to avoid the stupid tangles and untangling swearing next December. We shall see.
Now what can I put under the glass bells?