She sat in the glitterning darkness of a sparkling Christmas tree. The white lights were like little fairies come to rest, the blue balls shown like the night sky. Icicles dripped from the branches adding a graceful elegance to the already delicate boughs. Snowflakes winked in and out among cranberry balls. Here and there were sparkling red snowflakes. Drenched in red glitter they were etherial. The whole tree was a confection to the eyes. One filled with delight and magic. One could just picture Santa coming to tuck presents beneath the boughs.
There was a enchanting sensation to the room. Decorated to the nines, one could not help feeling that they had entered either a winter wonderland, or Saint Nick’s own abode. The mantle held garlands of fragrant pine. Red bayberry candles, with their yellow flames, flickered in and out of the greenery. Plush red stockings hung by cheerful snowmen, santas, and reindeer. Tables were layden with overflowing bowls of candy. Red and green M & M’s filled a chubby Santa’s sack; candy canes hooked over square glass cubes, filled to the brim with holiday kisses. Caramels, fudge, and toffee. It was a child’s paradise.
It was perfect for her. She sat with her mug of hot chocolate. Curled up on a sofa, snuggled in a warm wool sweater and socks, it was the epitome of Christmas. One couldn’t ask for anything better.
P.S. This was just me in an inspirational mood. I have a glorious tree this year and it’s quite magical.