I hope you all had a lovely Christmas day and have been embracing Boxing day activities such as eating leftovers and generally being quite lazy. I thought I'd share some of pictures of my family's Christmas rituals, as what I've come to love about Christmas is the role of tradition. And in my family, Christmas is marked by two things - our quirky spin on tradition and our love for one another.


When it comes to traditions in my home, Christmas time is marked with the simmering smells of nutmeg, cinnamon, mixed fruit and brandy in my Grandmother's Christmas cakes, which permeate throughout our home. Memories of my deceased grandmother, René, are remembered as we all join together in making mince pies from her secret pastry recipe. My personal highlight of Christmas is coming together to decorate our 'slightly' off beat Christmas tree.
This is our tree before the decorations. The branch comes from a Pine Tree, so thats still a little traditional. While my sister and I were young, my mother humored us with the traditional evergreen pine tree. But in recent years, my mother loves to go scouting for a dead branch at the side of the road to spray paint and transform it into a Christmas tree. Our tree has now come to be known as an 'African Christmas tree' as we also decorate the tree with beaded Christmas ornaments and baubles. This quirky tradition of ours has become something I really treasure about my family.
Decorating the tree -
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| The Kerouac cat is always within sight |
More than the presents, food and our mad Christmas tree - the greatest part of Christmas is my family. We all live for one another and Christmas is just one of those holidays that seems to revolve around the family. That has to be my most favourite tradition of a Botha Christmas.
S.