December 12 – THREE GIFTS BERRY RED
The red berries on this Deciduous holly or possum haw tree just beyond our front porch are a winter treat both for birds and for our vases and wreaths. This faithful little tree has provided us much entertainment this year due to the consistent appetite for berries a particular pileated woodpecker has. He announces his descent to the tree several times a day. Try as I might, I have not been able to get the kind of distinguished picture such a creature deserves. Partly, because I wasn’t even aware my phone camera could zoom until a couple days ago; and partly because he usually flies off when he hears me open the door to try to sneak out. I have crawled out the door a number of times attempting to be stealthy, but he has great hearing and patience, because he just flies off to a nearby tree until I go in.
Clearly, I will have to update this blog when I finally get a zoomed in pic of him. He stays on the far side of the tree and has already emptied most of the berries from that branch. Maybe he will be forced to eat on “my” side of the tree before winter is over. Regardless, I am thankful for these delightful red berries and all the happiness they invoke.
“Berry red” may be a push here, because this dear, red book is rather faded. Years ago, we bought everyone in our large family a hymn book (plus some extras) when we used to go to a home church and everyone brought their own hymn books for our hour long a capella singing time. Our kids all wrote their name in their own book so they could mark their favorites. If I remember correctly, a couple favorites of my kids were “The Trees of the Field” and “Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee”. A couple of my older kids wrote their favorites in the front and have now (as adults) asked for their hymn books. I have so many favorites depending on my mood, I would hate to even name one. A special friend recently told me, when I was disappointed with nearly everyone around me(I know that is telling about ME)…sing. Just sing all day long. Great advice. Whether it’s by getting the old hymn book out and singing, or by turning on the radio, or Pandora, or singing at church, it works. What we say (or sing) helps refocus our heart correctly. But I think the dearest way of all is the old red hymn book, especially when a child is on my lap, or one or more of my kids will join in, or at least take their ear buds out.
I love this Scentsy warmer. My daughter, Candace, started selling Scentsy before it was hardly heard of and caught on like wildfire. Check out her link to see more. This is one of my favorite boudoir pieces. It is only fitting that a berry red, heart shaped warmer should be a part of the master bedroom decor, no matter if it’s the only red thing there. It does a great job of scenting my room with my favorite romantic aromas. It can waft Scentsy scents or essential oils for relaxing aromatherapy or massage oil. This charming little warmer also happens to make heart shaped lights on the walls at night. Did I say I like it? It really is the little things.