A Melancholy Waltz

I suppose there is something to be said for the idea "If you don't have much to blog about, don't do a post." But that never stopped me before.

Aren't these copper and brass popcorn poppers of my cousin's one of the most "hygge" things you could imagine? Prettier than bags in the microwave!

So, as you read through, enjoy a rather January-sounding melancholy waltz (which really isn't one but to me it's in three-four time and that's my vision. So there.)

(This is Rick's Cinelli trio, playing at a gallery. More on that below.)

It seems as though January is a whirlwind. We are one third of the way through and I'm still taking down Christmas.

This, of course, isn't a surprise. I will be taking down Christmas right up till Equinox and even then the angel tree in the guest room stays up. The winter trees will be up till close to then too.

But Christmas must go.

This depresses me intensely. But that said, I have a big tree in the living room. February will bring a Cork Poppers dinner to my house, book club, and a visit from my friend Suzanne. I need the real estate.

Rick and his trio performed twice at the Absolute Gallery (one of Lansing's best). The first time, a Friday evening, it was definitely brisk! But the music warmed it all so nicely.



I have to admit, it was fun to wander about and know I had a lovely place to come back to. I think more than a few passers-by noticed them in the window and came in to warm up with Kathy's hot mulled cider and chili!

Saturday I gathered with some friends to celebrate Cork Popper Cheryl's birthday. It was another nippy day and it was a good diversion from the computer. And taking down the tree.

But the lion's share of my time has been working on a major scanning project. I have so many photos to scan and of course whenever I look for one, I find ten more. I have told the friends of my youth to be afraid. Be very afraid.

So, going back to Old Town to shop around and enjoy their Sunday performance was a nice break in the action! Although it was so darned cold! Ice was floating down the Grand River! It was no wonder I was eager to get home for pasta and a double dose of Sherlock!

I've been practicing my Hygge by cozying up at night, reading a terrific biography of Stephen Sondheim.

But then it's back to the scanning. Because taking down the big tree depresses me. I know. I said that before. It bears repeating. (I should mention that everything else that's coming down is down. I think. I'll probably find something in July and then try to pawn it off as Dickens advised, keeping Christmas in the heart (and home) all year long!

And the snowmen will take the place of Santas. Once I find them in that mess of a basement.)

I will start with the ornaments on the back today.  Yes, I will. And when I unbalance the tree so much it falls over, I won't feel so bad about seeing it go.

Delighted to be linking this week to Share Your Cup, where you will find loads of wonderful links and tons of inspiration!