December first. Time to get all those boxes and bins unpacked and decorations up. I leave the outdoor ladder climbing and light bulb testing to Bill, while I concentrate on the indoor decorating. The first box I unpack contains my band of angel bells that I have collected over the years.
I arrange them in a snow white cloud of angel hair on top of the dining room buffet, interspersed with a mix of old and new bottle brush trees.
My collection started when this mischievous trio was given to me as a newlywed and remains my favorite set to this day.
The little choirboy doesn't have any wings, but fits right in with his cherubic face.
A jazzy gal.
What these two lack in the beauty department, they more than make up for in bling.
The star of the show.
Dressed for the weather in their pink and blue babushkas.
Even angels have presents to buy!