So, as my garlic and cross to ward off the doldrums of winter, by the end of January, the heart plates come out of the cupboard. The dining tables get pink and red gingham cloths, sparkling crystal and the glint of silver plate. I love silver plate with its sneaky combination of shine and dinge.
This year I also made a tree.
To be honest, I made the tree for next Christmas, having seen a version of it in a December magazine. I liked the tree, and so, whilst trying to fall asleep one night in January, I built a version in my imagination. On one of the many snow days of January, Youngest and I gave my imaginary tree a real try.
But, Christmas is a long way off, so I decorated it for Valentine's Day to see if I liked our efforts.
The tree is wood, with a Swedish style.
For Valentine's Day, I decorated it with hearts! The antique tatted hearts are resurrected from the trash pile in my other Grandmother's house. They were covered with some substance. But, I snatched them out, and here they are, cleaned up a bit. I do like a little dinge...
The other hearts are made from my Great Aunt Lib's sheet music, pink watercolor and white cotton hearts.
I made a paper garland, and then hung some Dutch speculaas cookies I had made that have lambs under a tree.
It looked lonely on the table. So, I cozied up a stack of pink china plates and small pink books. The smallest of which is a herbarium guide I wrote in the 80's of plants in eastern Virginia.
I am not sure I am crazy about having decorated "trees" outside of Christmas. When I am ready for the next handhold tug into March, this tree of February will get stored with the Christmas decorations for next year.
This year my Valentine tree will help keep me afloat in February, with it's soft colors and anchors to the women of my past. They all understood the winter and did something to haul themselves through. Knitting, tatting, playing music, baking..gifts for themselves and the ones they loved.
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