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Klempner A Christmas tree takes up an entire corner of the lounge, the star at the top brushing the ceiling. It’s highly decorated, but not with anything purchased from a store. Mitch and Jenny both go for the Homemade Christmas look. Paper birds folded origami-style dangle from many of the branches. Mitch’s hand shows in a bewildering array of painted and glinting pine cones, acorns, clove-studded oranges and apples. The effect is striking, especially teamed up with the matching tree in the dining room and the monster that rears up in the hall. She and Jenny sit at the table, making yet more of their ornaments. Why? Why do people do this stuff? I’m fooling myself. Mitch loves Christmas. I know that from long ago… Maybe I should take her to Finland again? Perhaps next year, when Vick