This is probably the smallest Christmas Tree in the world but believe me it has the biggest heart!

This tiny tree has lived with me for decades, in three Australian cities. I’ve assembled this tree surrounded by friends and loved ones, and hung decorations on it when no one could be found.

This little tree reminds me “home” is where the heart is ♥️ It isn’t a person, place or fussy house cat…but more likely a state of mind.

Today as I hung the last bauble on this tiny tree, I thought I heard my mother singing Danny Boy, like she did when I was small, and I’m reminded that “home” is more often than not…a distant song 🎵

If you’re reading this and feel-in’ blue, I want you to do something for me, I want you to think of this tiny Christmas tree and sing out loud. The spirit of Christmas will hear your voice, follow the melody, and keep you safe over the festive season 😀

Thanks for dropping in on Harlequin Ink and reading a story or two this year.

Have a Merry Christmas and a happy New Year 🥳