Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
The New Year started with snowfall
In May the floods came, most of the Nashville and surrounding counties were declared disaster areas, including our small town.
The flowers bloomed
The flowers continued to bloom
The grandchildren attended their first University of Tennessee football game in Knoxville Tennessee, UT triumphed over the University of Alabama 32-29
The First Sergeant and I celebrated our fortieth wedding anniversary
The snow came
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
I put it down to all those years her dad and myself spent endless Sunday afternoons rambling the aisles of our local antique malls, despite her protesting, a seed was planted.
I in turn now reap the rewards of her passion, she has an adeptness of choosing the most beautiful pieces of dinnerware, and utilitarian pieces.
On Christmas Day she gave me this set of Liberty Blue, English Staffordshire dishes. All displaying Historic Colonial scenes, such as the one shown Independence Hall.
The 'blue' is just stunningly beautiful.
the middle piece is made of etched quartz glass and shines like the North Star.
Thank you sweet baby girl.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Share a cup of tea, a piece of homemade Christmas cake, and swap Christmas gifts.
Instead, I've been infected with some sort of malaise, and have found myself spending much of the day in bed, my head wrapped in a lavender and chamomile sinus poultice.
Hopefully tomorrow it will have ran it's course.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
The snow came.
No significant amount, just a dusting of the white stuff, enough to give the feeling of being a part in a picture postcard.
Snow on Christmas day, is there anything more magical !
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter,
~ Christina Rossetti, 1872 ~ A Christmas Carol.
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Friday, December 24, 2010
I've so enjoyed our visits back and forth throughout the year, all the sweet comments written, and well-wishes when a word of encouragement was needed.
I truly wish each and every one of you, all the blessings of a wonderful Christmas.
The spirit of Christmas which is peace;
The heart of Christmas which is love."
From our home to yours.......
Thursday, December 23, 2010
We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago,
And etched on vacant places
Are half-forgotten faces
Of friends we used to cherish,
And loves we used to know.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Bundled up, with wool coat, gloves and hat, I began the task of stringing the faerie lights around the porch.
Monday, December 20, 2010
I ventured amongst the masses yesterday, taking myself off to the thronging Christmas shopping mart, I must confess, it's not my cup of tea.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
We are getting ready for our annual family Christmas get-together, this evening.
My husband's family, eleven brothers and sisters and all of their extended families, husbands, wives, children and grandchildren, it's quite a clan.
The first year we gathered at Christmas after moma Moline had passed away, it was more like a going through the actions state of affair. We carried on traditions, bringing our favorite time- tested recipes, exchanged gifts, talked endlessly about our younger more carefree days, and laughed about the now aches and pains of baby-boomers years.
It's a joyous time, a time to catch up on our busy lives, oftentimes the only opportunity we are gathered as a whole family.
There is still an empty presence, moma not sitting at the kitchen table, sharing in all the laughter and conversation, with that look of contentment on her face.
The one that only a mother surrounded by her children in the family bosom, can exude.
I'll be carrying along one of moma's favorite Blue Willow bowls, filled with fruit salad, and although not physically present, her spirit will be amongst us at that kitchen table.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance.
It may weave a spell of nostalgia.
Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer,
but always it will be a day of remembrance
--a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved."
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
The partaking of mince pies, raspberry trifle, sausage rolls, steamed plum pudding, and Christmas cake laden with dried fruit , marzipan and Royal Icing...hard as a rock.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Today, snow is still falling, I believe it is the beginning of the season...