Snippets of Christmas!

I hope your holidays have been filled with beauty (-:

♥ Merry Christmas! ♥

Happy Holidays to you!

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I hope your days are filled with magic and unbelievable joy (-:

xoxo

illness has descended upon us...

First Isabella, then Jason, then Isabella again, then me, and then......Jude.
I must say. he does not like being sick in any capacity. Poor him. Poor me. Poor Jason who has to go to work after hearing Jude wake up crying 10 times during the night.

Oh well. But isn't he just the cutest?

Thank goodness for the vegetable soup Jason made last night. And the divine loaf of ciabatta that he got at the store to accompany the soup. Wthout them, I would probably be in tears right now. I'm one tired Momma, but I am wise. I know this current state of affairs won't last forever.

The weather : grey and rainy

The baby : napping

The apartment : somewhat clean

The laundry : done yesterday thank goodness

The husband : soon to return home

The creativity : almost awake

The throat : immensely sore

The clothes : mismatched, comfy but clean at least

The lunch : eaten - it was delicious

The time : only 1:30 pm but it feels like a lifetime has passed since I first greeted the day

The Christmas spirit : very much alive (-:

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Oh Christmas Tree...Oh Christmas Tree

Yay! We got our Christmas tree on the weekend!

It's the absolutely most beautiful tree ever (-:

Happy holidays!

Jude and the tin cup (-:

spirits dwell here

Gnome spirits, that is..We are so lucky (-:

Isabella spotted this ghostly shape on the wall one morning as we were snuggling in bed, greeting the day.

Luckily, we caught this picture before he went on his way (-: I was quick!

Jude + Gnomey

Jude loves his gnomey. That's what the Basil gnome has come to be known as (-:
Jude smiles at him and kisses him ~

It brings me endless joy to watch him play with toys I have made..

The other pillow was initially given to Jason for his birthday two years ago.

It is much happier now that Jude has arrived, for he quite likes him,
and the tree bear that accompanied the 'soft rock'.

Jude is napping as I scramble to type down a few words here..Christmas music is playing

softly and there is orange~jasmine incence burning. Lovely smell. Lovely sound.

As the days zoom forward towards Christmas, I am warmed by the thoughts of my family,

so far away in Eastern Canada in their cold, snowy, glorious world...and I cannot say

just how joyous I am at the prospect of celebrating with them next year (-:

When I lived there and had a sunflower garden in front of the house, we would leave the

dried, exhausted giant 'Russian sunflower' stalks up and place winter hats upon their heads

to protect them from the snow, and sometimes a scarf..

I try to live in my moments as they come, but the bittersweet emotion of memory is so very

powerful at this time of year. I realize that my own dear children are gathering their own

memories, just as I have done, and I feel the importance of my role as memory-giver.

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