Tuesday, December 28, 2021

And Now Winter

 This is our few weeks of winter. I love it, seeing the snow, almost down to the valley. The rain, which is flooding my yard and flowerbeds. To sit in front of the fire, with a cozy blanket and reading books. 

As in times past, I have put all of December away. Christmas Tree, outside lights, everything that I put out in November. I think I just got into the habit. When we used to get a real Christmas tree, by the time the 25th rolled around it was a fire hazard. Then of course, we had six kids, if there was a baby that year, the baby would undecorate the tree, and leave a trail of ornaments that I would be picking up and putting back on the tree. Or, my particular favorite. My oldest daughter had an very large Iguana. She would let him go in the living room and he would always make for the top of the Christmas tree. Then like a distorted angel, sit on the tree top, blinking looking down at all of the faces laughing at his funny face. As she tried to get him out of the tree, his little hands would pull ornaments off and garland and I would decorate it all back. Or they played in the tree the games they had made up that normally they played outside, but the tree was such a warmer place to be.

 So, that was when I got into the habit. Putting things away. I purposely always got ornaments and my Nativity that wouldn't break, because I wanted them to love Christmas and be able to touch and handle everything. This was the first year, I decorated my tree with glass. It was a pretty tree, but so sad as I had no Iguanas to climb to the top. Aw good times. 

I decorated my mantel yesterday. I told Ron it looks like I am doing my January mantel for the Gold Rush of 1849. Ron got some of his grandpa's things from his mom and we were going through boxes and there was this great tiny anvil and that tiny hammer. He was a jewelry maker and these were some of his tools. In the background is his rock hammer too. He was also a rock hound and taught Ron all about polishing rocks. He was a very, very interesting man. 

So in the spirit of the winter, and the gold rush, my mantel for January. I should have lit the fire. That would have made a better picture. My kids know what a great fan I am of Bigfoot so my youngest son Peter got that for me. One day I will tell you about my experiences. 

I wish you the best of days, 


Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Frost


Julia said...

I hope that you had some family over for Christmas. I remember your house full of family and all the little ones at Christmas time. That's how it used to be for us also but now we are alone. It's just not the same somehow. They all have their families and all their troubles especially now with Covid restrictions.

I love that little anvil and the little hammer. My husband also has a little anvil and a small brass hammer. In the handle of the hammer is a little screwdriver. lol. Someone who was moving gave it to him.

I didn't even put up a tree this year even though I was in the Christmas spirit. It was raining so often and it didn't look like Christmas and I felt tired. I still have my wreath on the front door, my nativity, and my flowering Christmas plants. They will be staying up during all the Holidays until the visit of the Magis at Epiphany. It will only take a few minutes to put away.

Wishing you good health and safety for the new year.
Hugs, Julia

Kessie said...

Hey, I remember that bratty iguana and how much he loved Christmas trees. :-D

Saundra said...

Interesting story of Christmas' past, particularly sweet was the Iguana story. Merry Christmas and a very happy New Year.

Rugs and Pugs said...

Love the iguana story.
My Christmas will remain up until at least the first, but this year I may leave it up longer. I am just enamored with all the white lights.
Happy New Year, my friend ;-)

Saundra said...

I FORGOT to mention that I'm intrigued by your mention of a big foot experience. I've watched episodes of a BF experience on the History channel and Travel channel which also does ghost sightings. I find all of them very interesting.

Gretchen Joanna said...

That was fun, Kim!

TheCrankyCrow said...

I do recall that you take things down quick after Christmas... Even though I had (once again) no tree and, once again, little "spirit," I did put up some decorations and I steadfastly refuse to take them down until it's proper to my sense of tradition. Meaning...in my family growing up, Christmas was a season, not a day - and the days and sometimes weeks post Christmas were spent visiting relatives and having relatives visit. So, while bittersweet, I leave things up. This year I was not even able to visit my mother over Christmas - she is in an assisted-assisted living facility that has had a COVID outbreak (among the fully vaccinated yes) and are in "lock-down." It ripped my heart out. How have things come to this? (Don't answer...I am pretty sure I know.) Anyways, I took advantage of a few hours' break between snow/ice storms, convinced Snowdog he could manage getting in the truck with lots of help, herded two wily cats and headed north. I made it here just before the next round begun, but did not have time to get to the grocery store before leaving (thanks to prior storms) or after getting here so meals will, indeed, be "interesting." Your header photo looks uncannily like my drive here the closer I got to Whispering Pines and it is now 11:30 pm and snowing still. Perhaps while here I will finally manage to sit down and write you as I have so long intended. ~Robin~ (The iguana in the tree story is PRICELESS!!!)

JustGail said...

I'll be taking things down today. Then haul it to the attic Friday when it's supposed to be a bit warmer. That is hilarious about the iguana. I confess, I would probably have tried to put wings and a halo on it. Bigfoot - I'm so on the fence on if they exist. There's some good evidence, but far more has been faked.

acorn hollow said...

How funny the iguana must have been! I keep my thing up for a while the nights are long and dark and cold and coming into a home with the lights makes me happy so up, they stay.
I do love that Robert Frost poem. He taught at the local college here.
May the new year bring great joy.

Bonnie K said...

My husband is a bigfoot believer and would love to hear about your experiences. Your mantel looks great. I hope you and your family have a happy and healthy New Year!