Transforming the home

I think I got a pretty good tree this year - still bare - waiting on Taylor to get home for the decorating.

I love this season - the decorating, the music, the Christmas cookies and hot wassail, the warmth of the fire and the glow of Christmas lights, the laughter and closeness of family gathered together.

This is very special piece my mom gave me when T was just a baby - it looked just like T with her curly red hair. And a family portrait that I have always loved - the capture before my younger brother got in the frame. If you look at it you will see every one is looking in a different direction - I love it.

A few corners of home have been transformed into their Christmas glory. The house seems warmer with all the red and "green"ery placed about. There is nothing I like better than to have the Christmas lights glowing and a fire burning and to just lie by the warmth of the fire and escape - just slow down - for a few minutes - reminiscence... reflect on all that is good.

Here stands a Santa that my mom carved and painted for me and a little clay dog I made when I was young, along with my collection of little Christmas books and a german snowman piece.

And a there is a special spot in the corner cabinet for the snowbabies that T gave me every year for my birthday until I had to tell her to stop because there was no more room on their playground.