The tried and true star topper stayed in the box this year as we were unearthing all the decorations, but somehow this guy from way back here made the cut.
Of course, he needed a little sprucin' up. A coat of brown and black paint transformed him from dollar spot to tres elegante. Elegant enough for our family, that is. Which isn't saying much. Nestled in bling, with a few funky feathers. He is a bird after all. And yes, Jennifer, my favorite guy is back. I've said it before and I'll say it again:
Our Christmas tree just isn't done,
Linking to Sarah's Tree Party.