a mostly goodhearted twentynine year old lady who lives in a land where it's winter half the year. starlings nest in the soffit along the side of my house and mourning doves roost under the roof above of my door stoop. i fall in love all the time.
it’s done! it’s not really hanging right since it’s not lying flush against the wall, but it works.
these photos are not very good. i make no apologies. it gets real dark in here at night and i have to flash things in order to get decent photos in the sleeping corner.
sometimes the acorn closest to my head gets stuck up under the ribbon. and the clapping hands’ hands get tangled in the invisible threads or ribbon all the time. i can’t sleep at night if these things are not hanging correctly.
i am surprised that this is still intact and none of the cats have torn any of these things off the ribbon (yet). pepper always looks at it longingly and will sometimes bat at them, but usually if the fan isn’t on, they’re pretty disinterested.
i am sort of infatuated with vintage christmas things, andso i have one of those snowman christmas lights that is actually, you know, a light, and julian said “oh, i used to cut holes in his cousins to use as microphone holders forever ago” when he saw it.