This year in my parents’ village, I’ve noticed more Christmas wreaths than previous years – many people’s front doors are adorned with greenery (ivy, holly, pine branches) decorated with pine cones, fruit (apples, pears, berries), shiny baubles, and a touch of gold or silver, creating jolly, colourful, welcoming numbers which announce your style, saying: “This is my take on festive cheer – I’m traditional/quirky/chic/minimalist”.
The village is medieval, so all the houses (and their front doors) are different anyway – some lean drunkenly to the left, some veer to the right, and some topple forward perilously. So they don’t really need to look individual, since they already are. But the wreaths add to the (very English) idea that our home is our castle.
- Apples, ivy, holly, pine cones and silver tinsel with a light dusting of snow.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of these in Seville – they wouldn’t last five seconds before being half-inched. I remember making one years ago for my house in London, from gypsophilia – frothy and white, simple but pretty – following instructions from the Waitrose magazine (I worked for the publishing company). For someone as cack-handed with handicraft-type stuff as me, it came out OK. A little bald in places, but not too bad. That was my first, and last, attempt.
Here are some examples of the wreaths I’ve seen on one of our many family tire-out-the-kids-strolls around the village this Christmas.
I love Christmas decorations! Have you got a wreath on your door? Which one would you choose for your house?