December 24, 2011

• We won’t have snow….

                

  but we’ll have snowmen.

  Santa won’t come down the chimney….

               

  But this sweet little man has visited us every year since 1970.

  My grandmother’s jolly Santa presides over the kitchen….

              

  And this one helps him out.

                         

  Angels we have heard on high….

                   High above the doorway.

  A touch of Dickens….

                                   

  To satisfy my English soul.

  And one new purchase this year…

                   

  A winter print I’ve always wanted (and a bargain, to boot.) Found at a flea market while spending a happy morning with my daughter…I’ll remember that morning every time I bring out this print for Christmas.

  From our home to yours….may your Christmas be wrapped in love, real love, inspired by that first Christmas gift given so long ago.

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