After Christmas comes winter. At least that is how it goes most years. And while the snow is daily melting into puddles outdoors, I am keeping the spirit of the season in my decor.
For Christmas I decorated my dresser with festive antique glass balls and fresh greens. (Greens went to the resting place of all good, cut branches a couple weeks ago.)
Today the balls departed and were replaced by a sparce wintery scene with hints of spring.
The shelf above my bed keeps all its wintery evergreens with the omission of Christmas's opulent fresh greenery. Because it was no longer fresh.
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