My final advent gift was so very, very beautiful. I'll be honest, I really felt like it was just too stylish for my home - which has prompted me in a journey to make my home a tad more stylish. I can't stop looking at it and we light a candle inside it most nights, but I'm saddened by the way that all my other possessions seem to swallow it up and make it invisible. That is the way with clutter.
At the moment its permanent home is on the windowsill, until baby hands are safely in bed, curled and sweet and nowhere near such precious possessions. I gaze at it and I make plans to drop big sacks of no-longer-wanted-or-needed items at the local opshop. Thank you Max, both for the gift(s) and for the motivation. x