Christmas was the tradition in my typist’s family of origin. This is the first year in a while that she’s put a tree up at home so I didn’t didn’t decorate this year. My pretty tree is sitting in inventory.
My typist has become less sentimental than she used to be though. She’s looking forward to new chapters and understanding that it’s not only necessary but safe to let things go.
Whatever the holidays mean to you, we wish you the best. This photo was taken in the greenhouse of The Chamber Library, which has recently moved.