Christmas cheer is in my blood. As a matter of fact, I often feel that I must be a distant relative of Mrs. Klaus. Around this time of year, my dreams are full of red and white. My hair is dusted with so much gold glitter that I leave a trail of sparkling specs wherever I go. You will most likely find me running around the greenhouse with a bright sparkle stuck to the end of my nose, a box of bright metallic cellophane sheets tucked under one arm and curly ting ting bunches under the other. During the months of November and December my calling in life is to spread the joy of the season from house to house, one beautiful poinsettia at a time!