I went shopping for poinsettias today.
I always end up buying red ones, and this year was no different, but dang if this one didn't almost make me break with tradition.
As beautiful as it was though, the Christmas cactus was the undeniable star of the show. I did not buy it because it was so beautiful. I wanted it to live longer than it might at my house. I have not had good luck with keeping them from year to year. This one needs the hands that have been tending it to continue to do so.
Meanwhile my fabric pumpkins continue to play prominently in the decorating scheme.
I'm keeping them out until we get the tree up. Chris, the tree man, says this weekend for sure. I told him not to hurry on my account. As soon as it's up, I will have to get it decorated. I like thinking about decorating it better than the hands on part.