©David Sorcher 2013
I am a hopeless Christmasophile. No, i wasn't raised a Christian. I don't, in fact, put too much faith in ANY organized religions, but i do love Christmas. Not Black Friday or the endless droning of sappy Christmas tunes on endless loop throughout our nation's malls, the sound track to our rampant consumerism, but rather the season itself; the lights, the giving, real caroling, the good cheer and "good will towards men" stuff and perhaps most of all, the Christmas tree itself.
©David Sorcher 2013
I demand that my trees be real, that they carry that brilliant and evergreen scent, freshly cut as a sacrifice to the season. Frankly i'd say most of the things i love best about Christmas are no doubt adopted pagan traditions, the Druid tree, the Norse mistletoe, the twinkling, burning lights meant to drive off the dark of the darkest and longest night of the winter solstice. Truly this is a season of lights, of the birth (or re-birth) of the sun (son) and the lengthening of days to come throughout the year.
©David Sorcher 2013
We choose our decoration carefully and keep them and cherish them well over the years. My wife and i also traditionally give each other a new ornament every year to keep the tree fresh and exciting.
©David Sorcher 2013
©David Sorcher 2013
We really enjoy strange and unusual ornaments. You can't really go wrong with juggling monkeys.
©David Sorcher 2013
And you can probably understand my excitement as a photographer the year i found this Rolleiflex glass bulb.
©David Sorcher 2013
There is just something wonderful about the combination of changing colored lights and blown glass bulbs.
©David Sorcher 2013
Perhaps not for the more fundamental trees, but many of you may have noticed a renewed interest in Krampus in recent years, St. Nick's alter ego, that devil-like creature who punishes bad little children at this time of year. Yeah, even that guy has a place on our tree.
©David Sorcher 2013
And of course, there is always a place for the Baron in my home, even at Christmas time. :-)
©David Sorcher 2013
This last image is not of the tree, but is a triptych of my back storm door steamed up from the cold, long night. As the light slowly grows with the new year, may all your dreams and aspirations find a footing in this world and take root. A Merry Christmas and a Blessed and Happy New Year to you all!
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