Christmas Trees: Not Just For Putting Gifts Under

It’s hard to imagine that Christmas is upon us again — the the months seem to melt away!  I overheard a conversation this morning in which one of the participants said something to the effect that they “hadn’t bothered” to put up a tree this year.  How odd, I thought.  Another person agreed that, if it weren’t for their kids, they “wouldn’t bother” either.  What a shame, I mused.  You see, I can’t imagine not having a Christmas tree.  To me, it’s not just something for putting gifts under, but rather a beautiful tradition that goes back to Pagan times.  Which, of course, led me to do a little digging. :)

How It All Got Started

Long before the advent of Christianity, plants and trees that remained green all year had a special meaning for people in the winter. Just as people today decorate their homes during the festive season with pine, spruce, and fir trees, ancient peoples hung evergreen boughs over their doors and windows. In many countries it was believed that evergreens would keep away witches, ghosts, evil spirits, and illness.

In the Northern hemisphere, the shortest day and longest night of the year falls on December 21 or December 22 and is called the winter solstice. Many ancient people believed that the sun was a god and that winter came every year because the sun god had become sick and weak. They celebrated the solstice because it meant that at last the sun god would begin to get well. Evergreen boughs reminded them of all the green plants that would grow again when the sun god was strong and summer would return…

Queen Victoria and her family, pictured around one of the first Christmas trees.
Queen Victoria and her family, pictured around one of the first Christmas trees.

Germany is credited with starting the Christmas tree tradition as we now know it in the 16th century when devout Christians brought decorated trees into their homes. Some built Christmas pyramids of wood and decorated them with evergreens and candles if wood was scarce. It is a widely held belief that Martin Luther, the 16th-century Protestant reformer, first added lighted candles to a tree. Walking toward his home one winter evening, composing a sermon, he was awed by the brilliance of stars twinkling amidst evergreens. To recapture the scene for his family, he erected a tree in the main room and wired its branches with lighted candles.

Most 19th-century Americans found Christmas trees an oddity. The first record of one being on display was in the 1830s by the German settlers of Pennsylvania, although trees had been a tradition in many German homes much earlier. The Pennsylvania German settlements had community trees as early as 1747. But, as late as the 1840s Christmas trees were seen as pagan symbols and not accepted by most Americans…

In 1846, the popular royals, Queen Victoria and her German Prince, Albert, were sketched in the Illustrated London News standing with their children around a Christmas tree. Unlike the previous royal family, Victoria was very popular with her subjects, and what was done at court immediately became fashionable—not only in Britain, but with fashion-conscious East Coast American Society. The Christmas tree had arrived.

By the 1890s Christmas ornaments were arriving from Germany and Christmas tree popularity was on the rise around the U.S. It was noted that Europeans used small trees about four feet in height, while Americans liked their Christmas trees to reach from floor to ceiling.

The early 20th century saw Americans decorating their trees mainly with homemade ornaments, while the German-American sect continued to use apples, nuts, and marzipan cookies. Popcorn joined in after being dyed bright colors and interlaced with berries and nuts. Electricity brought about Christmas lights, making it possible for Christmas trees to glow for days on end. With this, Christmas trees began to appear in town squares across the country and having a Christmas tree in the home became an American tradition.

The tree in our apartment complex lobby, decorated by many hands...
The tree in our apartment complex lobby, decorated by many hands…

So, perhaps from now on you won’t see the decorating of your tree as a chore to be crossed off a long list, but rather, as a lovely tradition that signals the beginning of a quiet, cleansing, rejuvenating season of light and hope.

Our family Christmas tree of 2012, just waiting -- not for gifts, but for the arrival of daughters, and grandson, and people we haven't see for a very long time.
Our family Christmas tree of 2012, just waiting — not for gifts, but for the arrival of daughters, and grandson, and people we haven’t seen for a very long time.

“The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree:  the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.” – Burton Hillis

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An Arrangement of Cat Tails


At 6:30 last evening, we said goodbye to another treasured kitty, my daughter’s cat, Manchester.  Manchester came to stay with us in May of 2009 while my daughter worked in Alberta for the summer.  She had just returned home when she was offered a full time position there, and left again for Alberta in October.  Manchester had been with us ever since.

A sweet, curious cuddler, we thought the world of this beautiful creature and came to love him as much as we loved our own Toby.  The two of them got along together quite well, considering that Toby was the more laid back of the two and used to having us all to himself.  Manchester was certainly the aggressor, and that resulted in some wild and hilarious chases around the apartment.  In looks, they were polar opposites, but one was as handsome as the other.

Should I? Or shouldn't I...

The two of them had the occasional “set to”…

Stare down!

But for the most part, they were great pals and company for each other.

Nap buddies...

Everyone who owns a pet knows how difficult it is to say goodbye.  When Toby left us, Manchester was there to help fill that empty place and we became great friends.  It is eerily quiet here today.  I must have said a dozen times when we first found out that Manchester was ill that, “That’s it!  I’ll never have another pet.  It just hurts too much when you lose them.”  But, I can’t imagine my life without a cat in it, so I’m sure that somewhere down the road, there will be another kitty who is looking for “parents” — shelters are overflowing with cats and kittens who are looking for “forever homes”.

I discovered this quote when I was looking for something appropriate to put with the boys’ photo, and find it to be quite true…


"There are no ordinary cats." - Colette

“Unlike some people who have experienced the loss of an animal, I did not believe, even for a moment, that I would never get another. I did know full well that there were just too many animals out there in need of homes for me to take what I have always regarded as the self-indulgent road of saying the heartbreak of the loss of an animal was too much ever to want to go through with it again. To me, such an admission brought up the far more powerful admission that all the wonderful times you had with your animal were not worth the unhappiness at the end.” – Cleveland Amory