“Winter
came down to our home one night
Quietly
pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,
And
we, we we’re children once again.”
~Bill
Morgan, Jr.
A child at heart, the vintage tricycle sits high on top of
a cupboard in my living room.
This dark Santa is a vintage mold for paper Santa's long ago.
The little village is residing on the mantel
with twinkle, shiny stuff hanging above.
How I love shiny stuff at Christmas.
A few bottle brush trees sit in the village.
I do love them so. I think I need to add more trees to the village.
Two vintage flower pots hold little lemon cyprus trees,
which will go outside in the Spring.
The live tree sits on the table now
enjoying the birds and the view through the window.
The sled holds packages for dear ones.
Santas have been collected for many years sit above the books.
As the daylight dims the twinkles and shiny lights delight my heart.
A child at heart, the vintage tricycle sits high on top of
a cupboard in my living room.
This dark Santa is a vintage mold for paper Santa's long ago.
The little village is residing on the mantel
with twinkle, shiny stuff hanging above.
How I love shiny stuff at Christmas.
A few bottle brush trees sit in the village.
I do love them so. I think I need to add more trees to the village.
Two vintage flower pots hold little lemon cyprus trees,
which will go outside in the Spring.
The live tree sits on the table now
enjoying the birds and the view through the window.
The sled holds packages for dear ones.
Santas have been collected for many years sit above the books.
As the daylight dims the twinkles and shiny lights delight my heart.
I will be back to blog next week,
but just wanted to share of bit of Christmas joy.
Merry Christmas to one and all!
Happy weekend, dear friends.
but just wanted to share of bit of Christmas joy.
Merry Christmas to one and all!
Happy weekend, dear friends.