Or maybe way too early . . .
I got the cording sewn around the rest of the ornaments tonight. Despite stabbing myself repeatedly with the sharp needle, I managed to finish them without leaving bloodstains.
The cording came with the kits. I still need to figure out how to deal with the ends hanging down below--the directions were just a wee bit vague on how to handle them.
Dearly Beloved remarked that they were heavy, too heavy for our usual Fraser Firs. I mentioned that they may stay in reserve until we get so decrepit that we need to turn to an artificial tree rather than wrestling a real tree into the house and into the stand. Dearly Beloved said he was decrepit enough for that about ten years ago.
Next Christmas may be interesting.