I finally made it into the attic and my son helped me unload way too many boxes of ornaments and lights. The front garden is all lit up with white twinkly lights, make that halfway lit up since I ran out of twinklies about halfway through the front bushes. And so it begins…
It was kinda different this year when I unloaded the six boxes of Christmas chachkies from the attic. I was hoping for a fresh looking Christmas at the cottage, but when I opened the boxes it looked all old and sorta fuddy duddy. Not what I remembered from years past.
I thought about leaving some of the traditional decor my kiddos have seen year after year growing up in the boxes, but my daughter wasn’t having it. And I get it, there are Christmas decorations I have from when I was little that bring back the spirit of Christmas for me. So we are slowly filling the cottage with Christmas cheer!
I lightened up our vintage Christmas baubles with some new ones that were just gifted to me and freshened up the whole look with fresh greenery from the garden. I think I may have said “fresh greenery from the garden” like 100 times yesterday; it makes a world of difference.
Just a touch of red really goes a long way.
The stockings were hung on the doorknob with care—while the kiddos were at school. There may be protests and inquires as to why they aren’t hung from the mantle when they get home. But it is only because I needed a little red in that back corner. I wonder if they’ll let me get away with it?
The mantle is very simple. I started off with more but it was feeling cluttered to me so I kept pulling stuff back off. The dainty gold garland is made of jingle bells, I found it at a yard sale a few years ago. It’s always one of my favorite things to get down from the attic.