We're not giving Christmas gifts this year. At least, not how we have in the past. We drew names. Limited the price on that one gift... Blah, blah, blah....
Or, should I say Bah? As in Bah Humbug? I was the one lobbying to minimize gift giving.
Did I wreck Christmas? I know in my heart this is a grand idea. But, as I head into the final stretch I find myself secretly (selfishly?) parked in front of the computer drooling over all sorts of things I wouldn't mind opening on Christmas Eve.
Like this gorgeous book, Egg & Nest, by a favorite artist, Rosamond Purcell.
Or, this thing. A Garden of Wishes flower kit filled with seeds that have special meaning. Sunflower = joy, Calendula = energy, Cosmos = fun, Lavender = pleasure, Bellflower = relax, French Marigold = dream, Zinnia = hope, Snow in Summer = peace. How cool is that?
Everyone needs a Camellia Bonsai.
Camellias! So beautiful plus they bloom for months on end.
Repeat after me:
This is window shopping, only window shopping... Stop fondling that credit card!
Now here's one I can afford but I should probably just steal the idea and make my own:
A year-round windowsill garden. Isn't that darling?
It comes with seed packets for a dozen happy bloomers: Petunias, Marigolds, Pansies, Lobelia, Alyssum, Zinnias, Impatiens, Baby's Breath, Dianthus, Cosmos, Poppies and Sweet Peas.
What is missing from my greedy gotta have it gift list?