Every January, like clockwork, our outdoor cymbidium plants throw off some lovely spikes that I cut and bring inside to help brighten up the dreary winter fruit selection.
The year ends with a minor horticultural triumph - gardenia buds actually opening on a plant growing in our old, drafty house (instead of predictably dropping off and landing with a sad, heavy thud on the oak table top).
A quiet moment by the kitchen windows, just waiting for the kettle to boil...
Since we're more of a Solstice household, the red pomegranate (and blooming rhipsalis to its left) is about as festive as it gets around here this time of year.
Also, December is the start of tax season for some of us.....
Just saying, since I so wanted to participate in Jane's holiday tour this week, along with other displays of way more sparkly seasonal revelry.