Wednesday, 9 December 2020

Peter the Polar Bear

This evening we've decorated our tree. I had originally planned that we would do this after dinner, with some Christmas music playing in the background and a large glass of Baileys in my hand. What I hadn't accounted for, however, was Lily's level of excitement, and insisting we decorate the tree the moment she returned home from school. Fortunately, the tree was in position, having been brought into the house earlier this morning, and I had already hung the lights, so it was all set for Lily to do the fun part. My Baileys would just have to wait.  

With the box of decorations open on the coffee table, we removed each glass bauble from it's tissue paper wrapping and hung them carefully on the more sturdy branches of the tree. Next we opened the more special decorations. Some which have been bought on holidays or weekends away and others gifted from a dear friend. This year, with not being able to enjoy our usual visit to the Christmas markets, we found our decoration much closer to home, at the farm shop. 

Introducing Peter the Polar Bear. Peter is a lovely little felted bear and he's been waiting very patiently above the fireplace all week, just ready for his moment on the tree,

which is fully decorated, and until now has remained that way. For how much longer, I'm not too sure.........


I think I'll be needing that Baileys. 

J. X


Tuesday, 8 December 2020

Christmas Traditions

This afternoon, I was slightly taken aback when a colleague wished someone a Happy Christmas. The days are passing quickly and even though I feel reasonably well organised (for once), I had a sudden realisation that Christmas is a little over two weeks away and there is still so much I keep meaning to do. I've been gradually working my way down my list and I've noticed that, although some of these activities are changeable each year, there are just some things I like to do the same every Christmas. We all do them, our own little traditions that make Christmas's special to us. It might be something that reminds us of our childhood, such as hanging a particular decoration that brings back special memories, how we like to  countdown to the day itself, or even the special treats we bake to enjoy with family and friends. 

This last week I've been to the florists for some eucalyptus. For many years now I've liked to display sprigs of eucalyptus somewhere in the house throughout December, usually across Lily's advent calendar. This year, because the florists were closed until the 2nd, I have placed some in a vase above the fireplace instead, and I might use some in my door wreath - something else I need to get on with this week.

Another little tradition of mine is buying clementines. Now, if I'm being completely honest, it is highly  likely they won't all get eaten, but the sweet citrus scent of the ones that do will transport me right back to my childhood, eating them while sitting underneath the Christmas tree in the twinkly colourful glow of fairy lights. I remember gazing in wonderment at all the brightly coloured, old style baubles and quirky (often questionable) decorations hanging from the tree, and twisting strands of gold lametta around my fingers. 

Home made apple sauce, Winter Spice Vodka, gingerbread, enjoying a glass of Baileys while decorating the tree. A tin of Roses or Quality Street? A tin of each? A trip to the nearest town to see the Christmas lights. Mince pies, winter walks, a new tree decoration. These are just some of the little things that make it feel like Christmas for me. Sometimes I add to the list. Last year we had the best time ice-skating. Sadly, that won't be happening this Christmas but we will be looking forward to enjoying it again next December.

Christmas is going to be very different for everyone this year but what I would love you to share, please, are your little traditions. What little things make Christmas for you?

J. X 




Monday, 7 December 2020

Winter Spice Vodka

With temperatures just above freezing, it was a very chilly ride into work this morning. The sun was still to rise and the roads were blissfully empty. It was a very early start, but there is something wonderful about being out at that time of day when most people are still tucked up in their beds. 

My morning passed quickly and it didn't seem long before I was home again. A quick bite to eat and I soon remembered about the blackberry vodka, which had been steeping in the cupboard since the end of summer. It seems a long time ago now, and back when the weather was still warm and sunny it did feel a little odd to be making use of cinnamon and cloves in the kitchen, but for minimal effort these few ingredients magically transform into a delicious drink just a few months later. There is a link to the recipe in the sidebar if anyone would like it.

Whilst sterilising some bottles in the oven, I set about straining the blackberry mixture through a muslin cloth and into a large measuring jug. It was very important that I squeezed out every last drop, as I really wouldn't want to waste any :) 

If my previous year's batches are anything to go by, it really is delicious and I'm looking forward to enjoying my first taste at the weekend. And, no, the mistletoe has not been placed there to make it look aesthetically pleasing, I just haven't got around to hanging it up yet :)

J. X

Sunday, 6 December 2020

Choosing Our Tree

Shortly after lunch, and following a relaxed morning spent at home, we wrapped up well once again and excitedly headed out in search of our Christmas tree. This felt like quite an event, as we haven't bought a tree for the last few years. Our previous pot grown tree had served us well until recently it, sadly, became root bound and couldn't be revived.
Our first stop was at the garden centre where we'd bought our previous tree. There had been plenty of choice when we'd last visited but this years offerings were disappointingly poor. Had we wanted a freshly cut tree, there would have been no problem, but as we prefer a potted tree which can be used again and again it can be a little trickier to find just the right one. 




The next garden centre had much more choice. There were trees of every variety, shape and size, and it didn't take us long to find exactly what we wanted. Not too big or too small, it was just right. They also had a very nice fire pit where it would have been very easy to while away more time than was strictly necessary. Once we'd made our decision the helpful assistant was quick to bag our tree and I might have even put some mistletoe in our trolley : )


After spending some time watching the little train travel around the model Christmas village, we returned home, where we brought the tree into the porch. Lily has watered it well and we'll allow it some time to settle before we bring it into the house to decorate. 


As promised, here is a picture of Lily's snow globe. It is still, apparently, the 'best snow globe ever'. 

J. X