Karla at Karla's Cottage is hosting a Holiday Homes blog tour. Take a look; there are dozens of wonderful holiday homes to visit.
First, I'm supposed to tell what I love about my holiday home. I think it's this: it's a time to pull out all the old ornaments and taste and feel and smell again all the good memories of Christmases past.
The angel atop the tiny tree below takes me back to my first year at Progressive Farmer magazine (where I was a writer). One of the women in the office, Marianna, was compiling a Current order (Remember Current? Is it still around?). I ordered a kit to make this angel. I remember Marianna as a good friend, a good woman. She passed away in the early 80s.
My sister Ramey painted the little light bulb Santa. A dear internet friend, Donna, made the lavender moon, a recent memory. The white ornament hanging from the chandelier was a gift to me at the wedding shower my quilting bee buddies gave me when Vann and I got married in 1994.
Hiding in the photos below are also ornaments made by my niece Jenny, by Mama, by my sister Joanne, and by many friends. The golden plastic Christmas tree is one of our family treasures. It came off a holiday bourbon bottle of my daddy's when my children were little. He stuck it to the dash board in his pickup truck, where it stayed until he died in 1977. My daddy, as we say in the south, was bad to drink. So this truly is a reminder of him, a reminder that makes us laugh a lot and cry a little.
Memories--that's what my holiday home means to me. Lots of memories, not all good, but every single one a treasure. Every one jealously guarded, tenderly caressed and cared for, because these memories are my life.
To be continued....
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On 12/13/2007, Nita said ...
I loved everything you had. Very Pretty! xoxo Nita
On 12/13/2007, Granny Fran said ...
That is definitely my idea of proper Christmas decor! Not what's "in" or fashionable, etc., but meaning and memories. No wonder I'm so fond of you Susan. I'm just not able to come up with the energy to dig out my goodies and put them up this year. I've decided to meditate more on the original Christmas story this year. Maybe I'll have healed enough by next year to get into putting out my old treasures again. It would be nice to get beyond the zombie state again.
On 12/14/2007, Rachael said ...
Yes, its the memories that count, how lovely to visit you. Merry Christmas and Blessings, Rachael:)
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