So last evening we got the tree up and decorated. It is a nostalgic experience putting up the ornaments and garland. Some belonged to my Gramma White and to my Gramma and Grampa Stone. Some we given to me throughout my life. Some were made by me as a child and as an adult. Some I purchased and represent things that are important to me. Some Tom and his kids made, and some were giving to him over his life. I think Christmas trees are a lovely tradition. So here is our tree all decorated with a flash and in the dark.
Delightful memories of Christmas’ past.
I did this while drinking my grandfather’s favorite egg nog.
Here is a copy of the original recipe (The George Dickel #8 is in case you cannot find Four Roses which I did find).