Wednesday, 2 December 2015

Celebration - Thematic Photography.

It's been a tradition in our house that we buy our Christmas tree early each December. This year was to be no exception - but our plans were nearly thwarted by our local waste site not being open when we arrived with a car boot fully laden with a cabinet to be disposed of.

On the way back we called in at a garden centre selling trees, This was the sight in the entrance hall.


We would never consider a tree as large as this. Tradition has it that we have to visit several garden centres where my task is to hold trees up, one or two at a time before a decision is made to buy the first tree we saw at the very first place selling them - usually 20 miles away.

Today it was a cause for celebration - one garden centre, only three trees examined with the first one being chosen. Problems now arose.

Our car boot was full with the unwanted cabinet and there was no room for the tree.

With the tree 'bagged' up and paid for we will have to collect it tomorrow after the waste disposal site opens up again and we have an empty boot.

This means you won't get to see our tree in this blogpost.

However earlier today I visited a local town where arrangements are being made for light up the streets.


And reindeer are preparing for their annual task.

Rudolph on the exhibition plinth (Stockton-on-Tees)


The last shot looks rather threatening to me and not a cause for celebration at all.

For other celebrations just follow the links at Carmi's Thematic-Photographic-357.

4 comments:

Author R. Mac Wheeler said...

They'll be even prettier at night.

:O)

Kristin said...

The last one looks like snow is moving in. Or rain.

Hilary Melton-Butcher said...

Hi Bob - well that job was slightly easier this year. Hope the pick up goes off successfully this year - then let the decorating begin!

Stockton's lights look wonderful ... I love the reindeer against the skyline - even the foreboding dark of rain clouds behind matches the skeletal structures ... ours are dull! Cheers Hilary

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Bob, when I was a kid we used to go on an epic journey to far-away Mount Airy to cut down a tree. Inevitably, the weather would be awful and the tree we cut would be far, far from where we parked the car.

And then when we finally got it home, it would be too large to fit in the house so further cutting would be required in the front yard.

TRADITION!
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