i want to go to the netherlands for christmas. they love the glitter, and the dyeing and the flocking and the crystals. they take nature and make it so wonderfully unnatural. my house is full of feathers and rocks and leaves picked up on walks. i have bowls of sea glass from fire island beaches, jars filled with shells from florida to connecticut. but come christmas, i'm drawn to dutch drama. behold the lotus pod, dried and somber adorning a blue juniper wreath wrapped with a grapevine bow, then behold the dutch lotus ,dressed up like the dog's dinner, shining up a ball of carmel "combo" roses and boxwood, perched atop a black urn. on my dining table, a tall clear vase holds a single branch of pine. at work, i 'm sparkle plenty.
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