When I went out to fill the birdfeeder yesterday morning, the balmy air and the budding quince made the red bows and Christmas greenery on the porch look sad and tawdry and so over.
Inside was the same. And although I traditionally take down the tree on New Year's Eve and leave out most of the red and green and Christmas-related decor, I was ready for a clean sweep and began breaking up Christmas.
I made a good start and by this evening, the red and green will have been replaced by blue and yellow and the naked tree will be out the door, per my grandmother's injunction about avoiding bad luck. The lights will stay up a few more months to get us through the darkness.
I took a break for a necessary trip to the grocery store for collards and black-eyed peas. And there were yellow primroses that smelled of Spring in the flower department.
Onward to the New Year!
