It was actually you who first explained those twelve days to me. My mother is familiar with them as a Waldorf educator, but we never observed them in their fullness. The end of the winter holiday season is always marked with melancholy for me, and recognizing that there is a traditional progression away from Christmas day, rather than an abrupt end to 24 hours of celebration, has been a mighty comforting thought.
Here’s to keeping the holiday spirit alive as we continue to move into this new year.
xoxo
]]>I also have to say–I’m with that family who puts the tree up early! However, the joy of “faux” trees is that I can–and do–happily leave my tree up until Valentine’s Day, much to the consternation of my neighbors, no doubt. But I do it anyway, because it lights up the dark, cold nights and never fails to bring a smile to my face.
Merry Christmas to you and yours!!
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