Ever since I was a child I've been mesmerized, stupefied and hypnotized by Christmas trees. I just love everything about them. The symbolism, the beauty. I love how every tree is personalized every year by all walks of life: little handmade trinkets from the children, sentimental bobbles from friends and family. The color, the lights. I love how everything twinkles when you walk by as thousands of bits of metal, glitter, tinsel, glass and crystal throw points of light in the periphery of your vision. Simply magical. In fact, I think the tree nicely encapsulates the best of Christmas. The magical parts. The small parts that, I think, sometimes get lost in the shuffle of Holiday shopping, deadlines, in-laws, and five-course dinners.
My mother shares my sparkle obsession.
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Ever since then, we've been keeping our eyes peeled for antique chandelier crystals. We've gotten pretty good at spotting them and telling the difference between glass and 'gold'. Every antique store we visit, every tag sale -- we're looking. Of course, we look for all sorts of one-of-a-kind finds good and glorious (pottery, vintage clothes, costume jewelry), but our favorites (the crystals for example) are always in the back of our minds.
On our last outing to Brimfield, Massachusetts (every year there are 3 GIANT antique fairs in Brimfield Mass. One in May, one in July, and one in September. The whole show is so huge it takes up fields and fields of real-estate!) we hit the mother-load! One seller sold nothing but antique chandeliers and loose crystals. Oh my goodness, did we have fun!
We'll take our treasures and rewire them with floral wire and add them to the others for our tree this year. They'll nestle nicely between our old Christmas ornaments, both handmade, store bought and gifted.
Over the years our tree has become quite full, but it's the hunting and creating with loved ones that's the fun part. Then, my mother, father and I pour a glass of wine and enjoy reminiscing as we arrange them all over the tree every year. It's a lovely tradition that I want to live on. I'll do it with my children (when I have them) some day. And every time I walk by my Christmas tree I'll smile, no matter the year.
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