The Tree of E

So here we are a day before Christmas Eve…and I’m finally getting around to sharing a pic of my tree. 

The E Tree.
The Tree of E.

It’s a simple quiet tree.  Bought on the streets of New York City for $50. (Yes, you’re paying alot…but there is no leg work – except for wrangling it back to your apartment.)  And wrangle it I did.

I bought some white lights, a box of glitter ball ornaments, a few strings of bright pink beads, and a silver E ornament.  That’s it.  Nothing fancy.  But it’s beautiful.

Her tree top needed a crown.  I spied my stuffed pink-and-green sequined letter E and tucked it in the branches – like a name card holder at a fancy dinner.  And thus, the E Tree, or more appropriately in harmony with this blog, The Tree of E, was born.

It has no ornaments from Christmas’ past or momentos of my travels, but it has spirit….and heart.  I feel, in a way, a kinship with my tree….a rawness, a freshness…that it is perfect in its imperfection.  I love her best when the lights are out, and I just watch The Tree of E glow.  It warms me from within.

Happy Holidays….Merry Christmas to all.