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Ornaments

Dec29

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I think people see things in us, that we

would never see. Especially when  they see an

ornament that they know we’ll enjoy. And we

really do. We’d never pick it out for ourselves.

However they know it will FIT.

I love being gifted with ornaments. When I open

the boxes from the previous years, I’m gifted all

over again. I reflect and remember who gave it to

me,  I’m opening a gift once again for the first

time.

 

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A garden gnome dressed as Santa.

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A tiny bird house

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A can to water flowers

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A ballon ride with Santa and all his presents

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A free standing sphere  with dancing angels

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And my ornament gift to the back yard deer.

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She was nibbling it while it was on the window

anyway!!

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Merry Christmas little one.

Merry Christmas

Dec26

 

 

Twas the night before Christmas, When all through the house.

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

WAIT A SECOND, that doesn’t happen!!

 

 

The night before Christmas is full of little people all on

a quest. Tracking Santa through Norad, and trying to catch

elves lurking through windows.  Trust me that’s how it really works.

And what a wonderful time it is.  Six of our little wanderers descended

upon us Christmas Eve. It was an evening of, sparkling anticipation and joy.

Brand new dolls, Hess trucks, Tonka, Club Penguin and every other

imaginable toy went into action. Neighbors dropped by, friends came

bearing gifts, warm and welcoming wishes filled the air.

One of our little ones, told me.  That there is an elf that lives in their house, during the day.  At night he

returns to the North Pole and reports to Santa.

He whispers all the comings and goings for her and her two brothers,

to Santa. Making sure Santa knows if they are good children.

Santa takes all this information and writes it in his book.

Then she told me she has till midnight to be good. Mind you

I used this information wisely…. when one of her little brothers

were a little out of hand I told him it still wasn’t midnight!

IT WORKED.

They were the sweetest little angels. Full of giggles and trying

so hard to obey.

They left all excited, ready to nap through the night, waiting for

that famous little elf to leave wonderful gifts,

And they left with almost every strand of tinsel from my tree!!

Merry Christmas Everyone.

Snow Day!

Dec21

 

 

We’ve been hit with a lot of the white stuff this week.

I’m going in all different directions

and then ..IT SNOWED.

And it snowed again, then yesterday’s storm never stopped,

we’re now calling it “ocean effect”. 

You still have to shovel and plough it, but they don’t call it snow.

Well,ocean effect, dumped 8 more inches last night.

 Thank GOD it wasn’t snow!

Views from my front door.

 

To the left

With winter putting on her display it’s nice to find

 a little nook to escape her gifts.

I wandered into the little greenhouse and found

the Amaryllis opening her trumpets. They’re gaining

strength to hail The New Born King.

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Then I put up the tree, I’m still working on it. I love the

twinkling lights. This is it reflected in the convex mirror.

And I’ve been working on the kitchen too. I don’t want to

over due. Mostly because we have quite a crowd Christmas Eve.

And my home isn’t very large. I took some philodendrons and

put little lights through them.  I have to fix the wiring. And

there is a little strip of ribbon on the curtains. The kitchen

needed some thing festive.

Now I have to go get more firewood. Happy Snow Day!

Christmas, all creatures, great and small.

Dec13

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My friend Lynn, has given me permission to share some of her

Christmas pictures.  Lynn is an artist and her husband is a finished

carpenter. He’s made the furniture and mantle, Lynn has done all

the decorating.

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It’s a beautiful setting, for a homespun, country Christmas.

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And what makes me smile the most is the tiny tree, by the hearth.

 

It’s a sweet little tree for their dog Nathan.  Adorned with gingerbread

men, and puppy bones. He even has his own star.

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Way Up North

Dec7

Well way up north where the air gets cold

There’s a tale about Christmas

That you’ve all been told

And a real famous cat

all dressed up in red

All he spends all year working out on

his sled.

It’s the Little St. Nick

the Little St. Nick

It’s the Little St. Nick

the Little St. Nick

 

Just a little bobsled called the Old St. Nick

But she’ll walk a tobbogan with a four speed stick

She’s candy apple red with a ski for a wheel

And when Santa hits the gas just watch her peel

 

 

It’s the Little St. Nick

the Little St. Nick

It’s the Little St. Nick

the Little St. Nick

 

 

Run Run Reindeer

Run Run Reindeer

 

Whoaa

 

Run Run Reindeer

Run Run Reindeer

 

 

He don’t miss NO ONE.

 

And haulin through the snow at a frightening speed

With a half dozen deer with Rudy to lead

He’s got to wear his goggles cause the snow really flies

And he’s cruisin every path with a little surprise

 

 

 

 

It’s the Little St. Nick

the Little St. Nick

It’s the Little St. Nick

the Little St. Nick

(The Beach Boys)