Berfert The Christmas Tree (Before and After)

Voilá! I am returned. And so is Berfert. Clearly someone has had a Partie. Also a Party. Check out Mr. Berfert now that the kidlets have had at him:

Gorgeous, is he not, now that he is properly clothed?  Here he is up close, burdened with splendor and looking a bit like an explosion in a toy factory:

Quite possibly Berfert’s branches may collapse under the weight of so much Millerchild affection. But he is strong, so probably not.  Here he is under the cloak of darkness. Very mysterious indeed:

I do hope you all are having a lovely time getting your trees up, decorating them, maybe even naming them. (Clearly I need to get out more.)  If you’ve got any Christmas Tree Decorating/procuring traditions you’d like to share, I’d love to hear about them. The only thing missing on ol’ Berf there is candles. In Germany you’d cut your tree down in certain forested areas, then bring it home to your cinderblock house–where you ran very little risk of burning down–and you’d decorate and light candles on it. It was gorgeous. We normally do put the candles on now, as I still have the German candles and tree clips. We just don’t light them. This year there wasn’t room for candles. I may sneak a few on over the next few weeks, though, if I can find a spot or two.

Cheers!