Then Owen and I spent the early part of the afternoon stringing cranberries on yarn. I poked the darning needle through the cranberries and Owen threaded them down the yarn.
Maybe next year we'll do popcorn chains and more cranberry garlands, enough for the whole tree. It's so nice to sit on the floor and concentrate on nothing more than stringing berries while Christmas music plays quietly in the background. Makes us glad to be inside and warm and together.