Christmas

Before January gets too far away from me, just a few (!) glimpses into the Christmas I'm holding dear to my heart -

Ringing it in!

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
~Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 1850

We've waved goodbye and said hello to many an old and new year with these precious friends. I hope we're still doing it when we're 75.


I can hardly think of a sweeter way to welcome New Year's Day than in jammies with our oldest and dearests, and with our favorite little 2-year old miss.





We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day. ~Edith Lovejoy Pierce

Today, long johns and tea and...

a whole lot of this:

December treats

Another reason on the very lengthy list of why I am smitten with my husband:

Festival of Poinsettias

I took myself on a date today to the grandest, loveliest poinsettia festival in all the land. It was a great, rolling sea of red, white and pink, and it makes me glad for quiet mornings in the midst of the holiday scramble that allow me to meander to my heart's content. There were smartly dressed grandmas and granpas having their pictures taken in front of a tree made entirely of poinsettias. There were Christmas trees decorated with every kind of ornament and bauble you can imagine. There was sparkle and glitter and shine as far as I could see. A very merry outing for me :)

Cozy December house