Christmas is difficult when it comes to selecting gifts. For other people, I am over-flowing with ideas, absolutely bursting with enthusiasm and anticipation.
I cannot say the same when someone asks what I would like for Christmas. This frustrates my dear adult off-spring. My husband doesn’t care. He will buy something that he knows that he likes, and therefore I will like.
|Such happy little gnomes|
Gary Pennick at Klahanie had a delightful gnome and fairy garden at his previous apartment. He wrote about imaginary (?) events that transpired in this garden. That began my own small collection of Gnomes.
But this year? Oh, yes, I know what I would like!
I must re-think this Gnome thing. So this is what I want for Christmas.
We all go through stages and phases.