MEMORIES
Christmas is about memories. It is as much about past Christmases as it is about the present one.
Every ornament I pick up has a memory attached, every decoration tells a story.
This year, is actually my first Christmas to decorate in our new/old house. Last year I spent in not the best circumstance. As I have shared, we have down sized, so when the boxes of decorations where brought here from storage, I felt panic. I am not the type of person that parts with things easily. I knew, something would have to go---
That something, ended up being my Christmas village (insert tears). I was so blessed to find out my son Tony and his family would be glad to take the village. will have to share pictures of it all put together.
BUT!!! there was a hold out, a little house I could not part with. One Christmas, my granddaughter Zoe, came running in the house on Christmas eve and put this little house right in the middle of all the village homes. I wanted to cry, how precious this little house is. How it got to take center stage in the village. How it is a hold out and is decorating my home this year.
CHRISTMAS?
So, here we go. The Christmas season has officially begun, or so they say.
I am not a black Friday person. In fact, I love making my gifts. I have been working on this years gifts since some time in April. The biggest of all the gifts will go to my grandson.
I do not know why I didn't take a full picture of the top before it went off to the long arm lady. A long arm person, is what we call people that have huge (long arm) machines that will quilt for you.
I have been thinking of maybe learning to do free motion quilting on my sewing machine, but, after a glass of wine I come to my senses and just send the tops out to be quilted.
Since the idea to make him a quilt didn't come until late, I think it was October!! So I will not get it back until Dec.23rd. I do have to wait my turn.
Another wonderful Thanksgiving day, and I feel so blessed.
We had our feast in the home our son built, at a table that he built. The wood for the table came from a tree they had cut down to make space to build the home.
I must admit, this year I did very little kitchen work. My daughter along with both daughter in laws, did all the work. I did watch, so that counts for something.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING
This year is so much better for me then the last year was. So I am very thankful. I am thankful for family and the family that will be together tomorrow.
I pray your day is wonderful.
I just knew we are kindred spirits.
How could we not be, when we both fell in love with the same cabinet???
I kept looking at the cabinet you posted and thought wow, that could sure be pretty in the right hands. Well, those hands were your hands and I love how you saved this wonderful cabinet.
Mine, is still in the wood finish, so it took me a second to realize that it is the very same cabinet!
BJ"S cabinet
BJ"S CABINET after fixing.
If you would like to see BJ's total transformation of her hutch, you can visit her here http://bj-sweetnothings.blogspot.com/
My cabinet, has the wood finish. The very same rose.
Mine is not as well organized.
So that can be an upcoming project.
Do you ever wonder??
Our area was settled by homesteaders. They left a few reminders that they were here.
They left the fields, that are still farmed today by the ancestors. Homes, and barns , that once were full of life.
Homes sit empty but what story could they tell? Did the family gather on Thanksgiving? Were babies born here? Did they put up a tree and have Goose for Christmas dinner? Were the times here, happy times?
The old school is silent now, accept for when the wind blows through the missing windows. what was the teacher like? Was she one of the young girls that grew up in this area? Did they use the school for church? Was this the gathering spot for the socials?
Yes, I have many questions. If you stand there, and listen you can hear the sounds of the past. You can almost see the families that put in so much work to tame a wild land.
Strange that I would love November so much, since it is usually the month we get our first snow fall.
It is also family month, we all gather as much as time and space allows to celebrate and give thanks for being a family.
This year will be a little sadder as one family will not be able to make the celebration. Of coarse we are the ones choosing to live on the 'other' side of the state and travel to get here involves a pass covered in snow.
Still, we will miss them. So here we go---count down to Christmas.
