This part of my blog is all about the things I collect or the things I make myself. I love so many things, I paint and draw and want to learn oils and pastels. I knit and crochet but want to learn tatting. I embroider and can turn my hand to most things given a chance. So much still to learn and do. I live in hope of some day reading all my books, learning all I want to learn and now I am learning to blog. You will often find my original poems, poor as they are I offer them here. I also appreciate other people art and will feature things I find that I have enjoyed. That includes pictures of fairies and fantasy or maybe just anything beautiful.
I try to use my own photo's as much as possible, sometimes I borrow from the web. If I inadvertently use your picture without giving credit, please do let me know and I will either credit or remove it, I hope you will do the same with mine.
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Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Among the pretty things in the world is snow.......is the whole fantasy of Christmas, and the whole beauty of the real meaning of Christmas. I never led my children to believe in Santa nor did I encourage that belief. Like other beautiful things though I didn't mind pretend.... I do remember my own childhood and watching out on a full moon wishing I could see that sleigh and reindeer go past that moon in silhouette. I knew it would never happen but I still looked out of the frosty window through Jack Frosts beautiful artwork and wished until I fell asleep.
I love the glitter and the candles. I love the light. There is a special glow about Christmas. A feeling of Holy anticipation. Even though it may be pagan in origins they got it right. We all know that Jesus was not born at that time of year, and certainly not in snow but it does not matter. We feel His love, His presence in the love or friends and family. Even in strangers sometimes. The giving of gifts in the tradition of the Three Wise Men, make it special. Its not about what one gets but in the joy of GIVING.