My family got our tree yesterday (yes, just yesterday, we're a little behind) and I pressed my parents to decorate it that same night.
Our tree is full of eclectic and random ornaments. Some are from my parents' childhoods; others were accumulated through their and my lives. Our tree isn't sculpted or perfect; it's kind of Charlie Brown. Trees like this, bedecked in epic ornaments, have personality. More than that, they have stories.
Here's some photos. You'll notice another one in the brand-new header. I know, I know — bad Olivia switched up the look again. But I love Christmas too much to let it go by undecorated on HorseFeathers.
|my awesome broken ballerina... she's so melancholy and epic|
|this actually *does* relate to Christmas... see here for epicness|
|our handmade cresh (most of our ornaments are handmade too)|
Below is my entry for my dear friend Hannah's photography contest... speaking of contests, I've extended the deadline for "Words for Snow" because I've gotten a vast — wait for it — 15 entries. Come on, guys! $50 is worth more than just 15 tries!