Best laid plans and all that. I thought a post a day of some murky black and white Christmas photo would be one way of responding to the lack of posts I’ve made this year and also a means of generally making me feel a little more festive. However, a bout of something norovirus-y, more work than is ideal in December (what happened to “winding down” and countless Christmas lunches?) and my recurring bouts of procrastination means those posts have, well, not really happened.
But in the spirit of completism, here are some more dodgy, blurry Christmas snaps to get the project back on the road. Not long to go now, eh?
Christmas cards have started arriving. I have good intentions each year, to write and send cards early, but inevitably ours go out at the last minute, if at all. I’m sure some years those I’ve sent haven’t arrived at their destination until the new year. Perhaps in that case I should just pretend they aren’t late, just very, very early.
I love the St. Paul’s Cathedral Christmas tree. I wonder about the logistics of getting a tree up there. Do they winch it up? Or do they haul it up the stairs and get it through the window? Probably something smarter than either of those suggestions. I like the sheer scale of the tree, but also how it is kind of homely too, like a grander version of the Christmas trees you see in people’s front windows.