Please - come in from the cold and visit with me for a moment - take a break from your Christmas preparations and let me pour you a cup of warm hot chocolate. A very heavy picture post for you all this time that I have been promising to share - so enjoy the Christmas Music and visit with me for a moment. If you want a close up of any of these photos, just double-click on it, then hit your Back Arrow to return to my Blog. Enjoy -
My small 'thrift-store' pewter collection - A pillow I made several years ago -
An antique Santa my mother bought me many years ago when I was a teenager - I hold him near and dear to my heart - A new Christmas display this year - all wooden 'makeovers' finished by me or made for me by dear friends - some that have passed on this year - Remember this 'Illinois find' Firkin?
A counted cross-stitch from a pattern found in a 1980's Country Living Magazine -
Our half bath downstairs -
One of my favorite punch needle patterns I have made -
My great-grand parents were married December 15, 1914 and their wedding portrait hangs in our entry staircase - Our dining area -
View from the kitchen through to the family room -
and back again to the kitchen-
A homemade ceramic ornament from a class I took with my mother when I was a senior in high school. I made a dozen and happy to report 28 years later - none broken! The tree coming home in our daughter's pickup - This year our tree is decorated with 'car parts' - long story.......... I hope this season finds you with loved ones. People keep asking me if I am ready for Christmas and I keep thinking to myself, 'Christmas is more than just THE day, it is the whole season. And I guess I am ready, even though my packages went out a little late and my Christmas cards will be received by acquaintances in January, but, I do know one thing - this is Christmas, the time we celebrate the birth of our Savior, in whom I am incredibly grateful and that is really what the season is all about. So Merry Christmas my friends, and I wish the season's choicest blessings to be with you all. In the immortal words of Tiny Tim, "God bless us, every one!"
I am a displaced early American born about 200 years too late! Actually, I do like my indoor bathroom facilities, but envy the simplicity and commonness that filled the days of the colonial women. Hard work, but they would and did find joy in their day!