It's almost here, friends. Another Christmas. The Christmas cards are arriving (I tape them to the inside of the front door).
Decorations are up. Each one is a memory. These straw angels with trumpets were my mom's. They swing gently from the chandelier in the dining room.
An angel flutist candlestick that has been around for years on top of the mahogany hutch.
The Holy Family in the creche, angel guarding.
A music box that was a recent gift to us....an ornament heart with the Holy Family inside and the quote from Neal A. Maxwell, "Each of us is an Innkeeper who decides if there is room for Jesus."
The shepherd waiting and keeping watch at the nativity.
A bowl of pot pourrie with the scent of Christmas about it. The lace bowl was made from a doilie with "Stiffy"
Tins of cookies (ginger snaps and chocolate chips) giving off their sweet aromas.
Stockings hung with care.....we made these a few years ago from scraps....and adjusted the shape a little to hold more stuff!
The angel atop the tree.....serene.....
The winter figurines, out in plain view, again......
all the sights and smells and sounds of Christmas coming to life again. My favorite time of the year. Happy Birthday, Jesus Christ.
