Festival of Trees, tenth year

Sam, Sarah, Louise, Tom, and David (Sarah's dad)

This year, Sarah designed a tree celebrating not only Lucy, but her mother, Sharon, as well.  If you look carefully at the photo we're holding, it is of Sharon kissing Lucy on the afternoon Lucy died ten years ago.

The tree focused on sewing items, because Sharon was an enthusiastic sewer.  You can't see them here, but there are huge spools of gold thread, vintage bottles of buttons and tiny spools.  Beautiful.

The Festival of Trees is always an event of mixed emotions:  it is first a reminder of loss and then a reminder of the overwhelming love families continue to feel for each other even when separated.  This is the first Christmas without Sharon, so more sadness than usual this year.

Still we managed to eat some of Patsy's divinity, caramel apples and a pecan bar for Sam.  Money made on trees and goodies is all contributed to Primary Children's Hospital, a worthy cause if ever there was one.

They're on Aisle A this year.  The festival lasts through Saturday.