Undecking the Halls

We are among the last holdouts of the neighborhood. The ones who leave their Christmas decorations up until the Epiphany, or the 12th Day of Christmas (yes it is more than just a song, no I don’t have 11 lords a-leaping).

What I do have is a house lit by the motion lights and the porch light but no twinkle lights in bright colors.

I acquired two new ornaments to add to the memories I packed away in plastic bins and stowed in the laundry area.

With the stockings and collectibles gone, I have bare shelves. Lots of them.

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Well, that bottom one isn’t quite bare. It is my newest addition. A tea shoppe complete with a sign offering scones. Soon my summer collection will go up, with an early 19th-century train station and people and hotel and beach scene.

Soon, the sun will rise earlier and earlier and push the temperatures into the triple digits once more.

Until then, I think I’ll watch a few more Christmas movies.

 

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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