It's that time of year again...
Dec. 10th, 2018 04:27 pmThe time of year where I stop being able to breathe and look around to figure out where the damn Christmas tree is hiding.
This weekend, I went with![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
down and her parents to a Medieval Christmas concert. It was really interesting. It's fun to actually hear these older instruments being played. Large recorders, and the nonsense that is a crumhorn among them. I think we also spent a fair amount of the time before the concert just staring up at the ceiling.
I just love the detail! Look at the fanvaulting! All of this done in the 14th and 15th century. It is a lovely church. If cold as anything.
A little bit more detail down toward the altar, and one offending Christmas tree. There was also greenery in all the windows, and more at the back of the church with the advent candles.
By the time we left, my chest was tight, and I was headachy and ill. I felt better after getting home, taking my inhaler, and having a quiet cup of tea, but... it still wasn't nice.
We left with a few CDs and a book about the instruments, so we can enjoy more of the music on our own time without the breathing difficulties.
While I appreciate the humor in being literally allergic to Christmas. I would rather I wasn't. I do wonder how many trees I am actually allergic to. I know spruce and fir, and whatever else tends to be cut and brought in for Yuletide, But I am also allergic to Eucalyptus. (That made trying to use some specific shampoos and things interesting before I reread ingredients. Also, Vicks vapor rub is out for me.)
This weekend, I went with
down and her parents to a Medieval Christmas concert. It was really interesting. It's fun to actually hear these older instruments being played. Large recorders, and the nonsense that is a crumhorn among them. I think we also spent a fair amount of the time before the concert just staring up at the ceiling. I just love the detail! Look at the fanvaulting! All of this done in the 14th and 15th century. It is a lovely church. If cold as anything.
A little bit more detail down toward the altar, and one offending Christmas tree. There was also greenery in all the windows, and more at the back of the church with the advent candles.
By the time we left, my chest was tight, and I was headachy and ill. I felt better after getting home, taking my inhaler, and having a quiet cup of tea, but... it still wasn't nice.
We left with a few CDs and a book about the instruments, so we can enjoy more of the music on our own time without the breathing difficulties.
While I appreciate the humor in being literally allergic to Christmas. I would rather I wasn't. I do wonder how many trees I am actually allergic to. I know spruce and fir, and whatever else tends to be cut and brought in for Yuletide, But I am also allergic to Eucalyptus. (That made trying to use some specific shampoos and things interesting before I reread ingredients. Also, Vicks vapor rub is out for me.)
