Sylva GarlandSylva Garland

Oh, what’s the point of a tree without ornaments? They just don’t sparkle as much without all the baubles, do they? It’s like I’m a Christmas decoration myself, a living ornament of merriment and glee. I’ve been called a quirky one, an oddball, but hey, being an evergreen’s all about spreading the joy. I suppose it’s just a label when you’re used to wrapping people around my finger – err, branch. Can someone please help me untangle these twinkling lights, by the way?