Monday, December 26, 2011

Daydreaming of Spring...

It happens every year like this... Christmas comes and goes so quickly... I love Christmas... but I am not a winter person, and I don't like the cold... perhaps it is because I am a gardener... and I am missing my roses and violets... my bleeding hearts and columbine... thus my thoughts turn to Spring... it is in my heart... and on my mind... the days are already getting longer... oh, maybe it is just a few minutes a day... but never you mind... they are getting longer... I wait in giddy anticipation for my yearly seed catalogs to begin arriving in the mail... it is still December... yes... I know... but now it is my quiet time... time to plan and dream... plot and scheme... my gardens are deep in their winter slumber... but they too are already dreaming of Spring... I wistfully picture my beautiful climbing red roses that I planted from cuttings taken from my very special little secret place to my own gardens several years ago to bloom their first blooms... they took root and last year began growing so much... but no blooms yet... I daydream about my sweet wild violets... fast asleep in the icy~covered garden...yet I swear I can smell their heavenly parfum drifting through the chilly early morning air...


I head down my frost~covered little stone paths in my winter boots... bare feet with the warmth of the Springtime sun on the stones is so much nicer ... nevertheless... I check my gardens often... there is still so much more of winter to come... and I do not want to wish the time away... but the promise of Spring calls out to me... perhaps the flower~fairies have left the sweetest little surprise of some kind for me there... they love to tease you know... gifting me with subtle little hints of the Spring to come... I gaze at my Fairy Rose... the flower~fairies favorite place to frolic and dance... through a hazy mist, it appears to be blooming... I blink my eyes... I was certain I saw their oh~so~soft palest~of~pink petals... but no, she is still fast asleep... and the fairies have left no little gift for me... I could have sworn I saw the slightest movement out of the corner of my eye... a tiny little sprite, I just know I did... but there are no little footprints in the garden... and no fairy dust to be seen... but then I already told you, the flower~fairies love to tease... then ever~so~softly I hear the lilting sound of sweet laughter... yes... they ARE here... but where... the winds are stirring now and the air is bitter cold... yet, my heart is warm and my soul content as I head back inside... a nice warm cup of herb tea and my garden journal await... there are dreams to dream... and plans to be made... as the flower~fairies laughter lingers in my mind... xoxo...

"O, wind, if winter comes
can spring be far behind?" ~Percy Bysshe Shelley


Saturday, December 24, 2011

"Twas the Night Before Christmas and All Through the House....


Not a creature was stirring...

Not even a mouse"...

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!... xoxo...



Friday, December 16, 2011

From Our Home to Yours...

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas!...

Starting my week of "The Gift of Time" to myself and my family... see you all after Christmas!... I hope you all have a most beautiful and blessed one... xoxo...




"See the Little Children"...

Many of you know my dear friend Rebecca of "A Gathering Place"... and many of you have read her posts about her darling little granddaughter Miss K... I have followed Miss K's stories through the past few years and one in particular really touched my heart... you may read Rebecca's post about her here. Rebecca wrote of how dear little Miss K had been taunted and teased in school and wondered why the other little girls did not like her... she wondered if she was not pretty enough... she did not understand... my heart ached as I read this post... I wanted to hold little Miss K close and tell her how pretty she is, inside and out, and that everything would be all right... I felt a special bond to this little girl I had never met... for I too was once a very shy, timid little girl... taunted and teased... I felt like I was not pretty enough either... and wondered why I was not included in the other girls fun and games... other than to be the target of their mean little spirits... oh how I did not want Miss K to have to endure the things that I did... so, I sent her a little package... and a special letter, telling her she was loved by me... after that, we became friends and "pen~pals" if you may...

Yesterday, a beautiful gift arrived for me... actually two gifts... this beautiful pillow handmade by her nana, Rebecca, and chosen by Miss K especially for me... the second gift... the overwhelming feeling of joy in my heart that this little girl has given me...

Two little girls... with hair of brown... and pink ribbons in their hair... and dresses of pink (our favorite color!)... Miss K in the photo below...

And me in the next photo, about the same age Miss K is now... trust me... my silk ribbon was pink and so was my dress my mama had sewn for me...
Two shy little girls... so very far apart in age... and in miles... but so very close in their hearts... thank you Miss K, for both of my gifts... love you more!... xoxo...

"See the little children laugh and sing
Fantasy is such a common thing
Love is why the flowers grow
Of all the red and blue
I wish they never had to know
Love can hurt them too

See the little children laugh and sing...

See the little children running by
Happiness is dancing in each eye
And love is just a mountain tall
Where angels learn to sing
How could they know that angels fall
Before they grow their wings?

See the little children running by...

See the little children on their way
Give them kisses, candy and today
Tomorrow will be soon enough
To know what we speak of
Tomorrow will be soon enough
To know the hurt of love

See the little children on their way" ~Nancy Sinatra



Thursday, December 15, 2011

'Twas Ten Days Before Christmas...


"Twas ten days before Christmas... we were scared and alone...
in the clearance bin at the crafts store...
oh how we wanted a home...
We'd heard tell the Squirrels had a cozy chalet...
in a Forest so lovely... a safe haven to play...


It would not cost much to buy us this day...
the other critters were all sold and gone now...
so we began to pray...


We must stick together...
through good times and bad...
To take one not the other
Would make us so sad...


There's talk of a lady..
named Julie Marie...
who loves all God's creatures...
If only it could be...
That she might come in...
to the store on this day...
and see our sweet faces...
We'd steal her heart away...


Then our hearts starting beating...
at such a fast pace...
as Julie Marie bought us...
and gave us a place...
A snow~covered Forest...
with our own Christmas tree...
fairytale dreams do come true...
thank you, Julie Marie"... xoxo... the Foxes

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

The Magic of Christmas...

Is softly carried on the wings of angels... who sprinkle love and joy... peace and good will...

and the spirit of Christmas...

all around the world... xoxo...



Monday, December 12, 2011

Christmas Candy...

Like everything else that brings back happy childhood memories, so do many of the candies of Christmas... as you know, I never break traditions... so, without fail, I buy some of the candies we love each year that are still available that I remember as a child... seems like they are getting harder and harder to find... here are a few of my favorites, and a few new ones too...

I fill all sorts of vintage pieces with yummy treats for guests (like Moi!)... a vintage cut crystal candy dish ... beautifully vintage etched crystal champagne glasses... vintage crystal wine glasses... they all make beautiful candy dishes...

One of my most favorite are these darling old~fashioned Christmas tree peppermint nougats... (it's still fun to pull the trees and make them longer, tee hee hee!)...

Pretty old~fashioned Christmas rock candy...

Filly and Ellie brought us this pretty little Kilner jar from London, filled with delish rhubarb and custard sweets...

And my newest addiction... peppermint bark!...

This comes from Costco, and mmmm... it is yummers!...

Christmas is a time for bringing cherished memories to life once more... like helping mama make divinity and fudge when we were just little girls... and making candy wreaths to gift each neighbor... homemade brownies and sugar cookies... red velvet cakes and pumpkin pies... hard tack and caramels... I love to be in my kitchen this time of year, donning a vintage apron and whipping up a batch of fudge... or anxiously awaiting the nutbread to come out of the oven... I guess it isn't just the candy I love, but all of the goodies!... each and every bite is filled with cherished memories... do you have a favorite traditional goodie you make or buy each year?... I hope it is filled with happy memories too... xoxo...


Saturday, December 10, 2011

An Enchanted Christmas Tale...

Once upon a time...

The stockings were hung...

In the Forest with care...

And they dreamt...

That Saint Nicholas...

Shall visit them there...

I believe...

Do you?... xoxo...



Friday, December 9, 2011

"And With a Broken Wing"...


...she still sings...
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly" ~Martina McBride

That precious angel is so very close to my heart... it was mine as a little girl... I have had my ups and downs in life... like my little angel... and like most of you... and seeing my little angel and listening to that beautiful song by Martina McBride makes me realize even more so the many blessings I have received throughout my life... my sweetheart Jack and the rest of my family being my most precious... I still sing... and "you ought to see me fly"...

My gorgeous mercury glass peacock from the 30's... don't you just love her spun glass tail and her beautiful crown of gold...

My pride and joy... our vintage decorated tree... not for materialistic reasons... but for the many precious memories it holds, both mine and those who have passed on and whose Christmas tresors found at estate sales now live with me... there are literally hundreds of ornaments on and under our tree... nothing is newer than the very early 60's... most are from the 30's, 40's and 50's...

A beautiful bisque angel from the 40's watches over from above...

Sweet little Santa marked "Made in Japan " (1941~prior)...

Gorgeous indents from Poland...



A favorite mercury glass bell...

Darling little ornaments from Czechoslovakia...






A mica covered "Silent Night"...

One of my many treasured birdies with spun glass tails from Western Germany...

A "tweet" little pair from Czechoslovakia...




Santa and Mrs. Claus... "Made in Japan"...

A favorite old mercury glass elephant...

Mica frosted pinecones from "Occupied Japan"... (1945~1952) when Allied Forces still occupied Japan after the War...

Gorgeous swirls from Poland...

Sweet flocked reindeer... "Made in Japan"... 10 cents each some years ago at a local thrift shop... one is missing an ear, but like any other of God's precious little creatures that needs extra care that I love, I save them and love them even more...

Cardboard reflectors from WWII times...

During the War, the Office of Civilian Defense issued orders that Christmas lights were to be kept to a minimum and only on when families were home... this was in compliance with saving energy during the War... they were to be quickly extinguished in the event of an air raid... many homes placed these old reflectors behind their sparse set of lights, giving the appearance of many more on the tree as they reflected the beauty...

My old reflectors are retired now... and sit happily beneath our vintage tree... along with so many other wonderful tresors...

The spirit of Christmas is everywhere in our home... but nowhere do I feel it more than sitting in our den and gazing at this tree... I am flooded with memories of Christmases past... and hopes and dreams of Christmases to come...each and every vintage ornament speaks softly to me... I say it every year and will say it once more... I always picture in my mind beautiful images of long ago... and the wonderful families whose homes these heirlooms once adorned... they are now a part of my family... as are the precious memories of those looking down from above... I am hoping they enjoy seeing their Christmases come to life once more... thank you Jack... for carrying all of these precious ornaments up the stairs for me... year after year... never once complaining... for understanding how emotional I get over them... and for taking a "sentimental journey" with me each Christmas... xoxo... Linking this post this week to "What's It Wednesdays" at Ivy and Elephants and Vintage Inspiration Friday, Vintage Christmas at Common Ground...
"He who has not Christmas in his heart
will never find it under a tree" ~Roy L. Smith