A Good Old Fashioned Christmas

This is a pic of a painting by local artist David Swanson, borrowed from Facebook, of our town at Christmas time.

Merry Christmas, all! It feels like Christmases from years back around here, because we have had blizzard conditions in the last few weeks, just like when I was a kid.

Photo borrowed from Facebook.

The street crews were working round the clock for a few days because the wind was blowing so fiercely they couldn't keep any streets or roads clear.

 

We won the “lowest temp with windchill” game! It was wretched! I had never in my life had a “snow day” before last Monday, but they closed where I work, and kids weren't required to attend school if it was too difficult for them to get in.

Pic posted to Facebook by a local.

 

Another area pic posted to Facebook by a local.

 

This was at the beginning of the rough weather late last week. I took this photo as the deer came in to forage from the green waste pile at work, where it is easy pickins. A local brewery dumped their many bins of spent grain, and there were at least a dozen and a half deer having a smorgasbord there for several days. They just love it.

 

 

We all stayed snugly warm in the little scale house. Piper enjoyed watching the deer out the window, and Declan stayed all tucked in her blankies.

I didn't end up putting a lot of Christmas decorations out after all. The small storage room where I keep my holiday decorations is currently where all the more fragile, and non-mouse proof cabin goods are being kept. And there are bins upon bins stacked in there. I have beautiful Christmas stuff, and hate skipping a year of seeing it all, but it would have been plain old self abuse to try and man-handle all of that cabin gear to get to the decorations, to then man-handle all those tubs, boxes, and bins that hold the decorations. Then, in just a few short weeks, it would be time to go thru the whole process again to put it away. So, hopefully, next year the cabin will be finished enough to have all those tubs back where they belong at the little mountain house.

Here is what I did manage to scrounge up to add a little holiday cheer.

I kind of have a little “farmy” theme going here this year, because these do-dads were easily accessible. Santa and his jingle bell sheep, with a few pine trees, and an old plaid camp blanket.

Santa and his reindeer, just landed in the barnyard.

 

An old toy truck (from Bruce's boyhood), filled with bottle brush trees, and towing the cute little bird house trailer my Mom and Dad made me for Christmas a few years ago. (I will never put that sweet thing in the yard for the birds – selfish me……. Don't tell Santa shhhhhh.)

And the pretty antique deer family (that really belongs to my big little son, but I won't relinquish guardianship of them until he OWNS his own home, and I'm sure he couldn't give a hoot one way or another how long I keep them πŸ™‚ ) nestled in a bed of pine boughs, with a deer shed antler candleholder. I have a few other things scattered here and there, but not much to speak of compared to what I usually put out. I will be grateful for such a small amount when the time comes to “un-decorate” because it will take about 1/8 the time it normally takes me.

We will all be going to the farm for Christmas dinner. My poor Mom keeps getting stuck hosting all the Holiday dinners, even tho I argue and try to get them to come to my house. I'm sure she thinks that each holiday we are upon may be the last one spent at the farm, because they are still in the process of trying to sell it. It is a heart wrenching experience, and they are finding that potential buyers can be very mean and demanding people. They love their farm with all their hearts; it's not just a piece of property to them. That makes the whole process even more difficult. So, we will make more good Christmas memories at the farm; eat, drink, and be merry!

Merry Christmas and Glad Tidings to you all!

TTFN,

Teresa πŸ™‚

 

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Christmas Decorations – 4

Knock on wood, it seems everything is working this time. Good thing – I was on the verge of inventing some new, very naughty words, trying to get the darn thing to publish before. Not a good way to get in Santa's good graces.

I think this should just about wrap it up. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE CHRISTMAS! Thanks so much for stopping by so I can share my expression of the season with you. We don't get a lot of company, so I'm glad you folks come on in my humble abode and take a peek at things I cherish! That makes it worth all the effort!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here's wishing you all a blessed and merry Christmas! I hope Santa is very good to you, and all those you hold dear.

TTFN,

Teresa

 

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Christmas Decorations – 3

Next batch πŸ™‚

Because there are so many pics I'm not gabbing much, but if you would like to know more about any of my decorations, go back to December of last year in my archives. I included a bit of history about most of the things I put out. My Mom, who is wonderfully talented, made many of my decorations.

Onward!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cross finger these go thru! See you for part 4 in a minute.

Teresa

 

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Christmas Decorations – 2

Yay! It went thru! Guess I can only load about a dozen pics at a time. More makes Blogsy wig out. So, here goes round 2 –

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On to the next dozen! Sorry this is a pain in the neck to hop from post to post, but can't get them to publish otherwise! So, thanks for sticking with me for the Christmas tour.
Teresa

 

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Christmas Decorations – 1

Tis the season! Time to festive-ise the CottageLodge! I love looking at Christmas open houses. I've recently seen about 30 bloggers Christmas home tours, and something that surprised me is most were pretty conservatively decorated. Most were elegant or cute, but fairly minimal/streamlined.

Boy, not me. I like to fill 'er up. I have never had a “themed” Christmas, just the same old, cherished things I've had for years. This year I put out probably half of all my decorations. I only decorated the living and dining rooms, keeping the back of the house/family room baby (puppy) proofed.

I will get on with the picture tour and hope it works this time. Blogsy is what I use to post on my IPad, and it is giving me a hard time – this is my 3rd try to get this post out. I am going to break it into 3 or 4 posts in a row to see if I can get it to publish. So here goes part 1, cross fingers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OK, we'll try to get this published, and hopefully I can come back with another batch if this goes thru!

See you in a minute!

Teresa

 

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Cozy Christmastime

Yay! Christmas! HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS!!

 

So happy to have all the decorations up. Now to just get in gear and start baking and candy making.

So, here's the nickel tour of the front of my house (living and dining rooms). I don't put too much in the back (kitchen and family room) because too many critters, too many not so careful fellas. I don't want to be ruining any teeny amount of Christmas spirit that might be germinating by being a nagger, so I just keep fragiles out of harms way by parking them in the parlor.

I had a terrible aversion to putting together my tall tree this year, so decided on using 2 little ones instead – one for the living room, one for the family room.

A small portion of my Santa collection on top of my Great Grandmother's nearly 100 year old piano.

My Mom is so very talented and has made many sweet, story telling little Santa (and other characters) vignettes for me. She makes their faces and hands from Fimo dough, builds a body for them with wire, stuffing, and cloth, then sews their beautiful suits. The Santa above is decorating a tree with the help of a magpie, sheep, Corgi, Scotty, and kitty, all of which she crafted herself.

The older Santas are really special to me.

The night before Christmas book was my Mom's when she was little. It has pop ups and beautiful pictures in it. It is taped and tattered and has been very well loved by my Mom, my brother, myself, and my son over the many years it has been in our family.

The little Santa, in the sleigh, didn't have any hair under his hood. That just didn't sit well with me, so I talked Rooti into volunteering one of his curly locks. After snipping it off, I tucked it around Santa's face with tweezers and I feel much better now that he has a proper hair-do.

The Woodland Santa above was a gift from Mr. Bruce after I had given him a terrific tongue lashing about him not appreciating how very fortunate & lucky we are to be able to celebrate Christmas. No bah-humbugging allowed I told him. It apparently peeled away the Scrooge in him long enough to see his way to giving me this lovely present. He really gives it all he's got now to keep up the holiday cheer, because we must remember the reason for the season, thank The Lord, and count our blessings each and every day.

A little grouping of my non-red Santas.

 

This Santa is a candy container; his legs come off and he is hollow inside.

 

This little Santa was my Great Grandmother's. It is just over 100 years old as close as we can figure.

 

This Santa on the goat is another one of my very favorites.

 

The baby angel below, riding the swan, is another of my Mom's creations. She found a ceramic Cupid kind of ornament, carefully broke the face off of it (ooh, sounds violent :-0, don't make the girl mad at ya!) made a body & found some teeny golden wings, and voila! A swan riding, baby angel! She made the swan out of wire, stuffing, cardboard, and a coat hanger. No pattern, no lessons, just her own God given talent. I added some of my other swans including the swans I talked about in a prior post about our vacation to New Hampshire & Vermont.

I found this very strange ?wine glass? At a rummage sale this past summer. It is over 16 inches tall and I believe is true crystal ( it makes that humming sound that crystal does when you run a damp finger around the rim of the drinking part). I thought it would make a unique cloche/snow globe type decoration for some small Christmas cuteness. I paid the full dollar asking price, then stored it in the Christmas room fingers crossed that it would still be in one piece when the holidays arrived.

The swirls etched on the glass make it seem like a little fairy tale winter snow storm around the mini cabin and tiny deer.

Santa and his team on the rooftop, and an old hymnal inviting one to belt out a few carols :)

A polar bear parade.

A pretty, old gothic shaped church window decked out in holiday finery.

This little house just makes me want to shrink down, and mosey in for a cup of hot chocolate by the fire.

Another one of my Mom's whimsical Santas. He has the dearest face. The greyhound dog in front of the fire was brought back from an antique store in Scotland. He was a birthday present from my Mom's friend Roxanne (my udder Mudder I call her). The fireplace was a gift from my friend/co-worker Cheri. I had seen it at an antique mall, didn't buy it, then proceeded to whine about it at work. Somehow Cheri got over the mountain pass before Christmas and bought it for me, bless her heart.

These deer were a gift to my son from my Mom's cousin. They belonged to her father, and probably were purchased in the late 1930's she thought.

This little goat was made by my Mom. She bought the sleigh, but built the harness for him. By chance and good luck I found the tray (in the background) at a rummage sale. I showed the tray to my Mom, and that Christmas, a jolly little elf mysteriously appeared in the goat sleigh one day!
There is a story worth telling about the little stove in this picture. My son went to my folk's farm when he was little instead of daycare. He was quite the farmhand, helping with all the daily chores from the time he could walk (and in a backpack before that!) The Christmas he was 4, he declared that, for Christmas, he was asking Santa for a wood stove. The kind like Grampa had in his shop. OMG, instant panic on my part!! Where in the dickens was I going to find such a thing? My folks thought it all quite funny. The story was relayed to my uber talented brother, who very nonchalantly replied that he could make a little stove for my son, no problemo. The beautiful little result sat shining under the tree that Christmas morning. Talk about a Christmas miracle!! Thank you Lord for such a talented, artistic family!! My brother said you could actually use the stove if a person would want to pipe and vent such a tiny thing to the outside!
Santa and the Scotty on his lap – more from the good Mom. My Dad made the willow chair and foot stool Santa sits in. His lap throw and shawl crocheted by Mom. The big black metal dog is from my collection.

A backpack basket full of sparkly holiday greenery, with a dove nestled in the middle.

This crew resides in the bathroom for the holiday season.

Also made by Mom. I call this my Nova Scotia Santa w/ baby.

She made this baby from a tiny china doll found buried under a bunch of miscellaneous junk at an old shop.

All the shells she used in making the tree came from our vacation in Hawaii, and Roxy's vacation to Florida.

Well, this is a pretty good sampling of Christmas at CottageLodge. There is a good deal more, but I can't have you missing your own Christmas spending days looking at my bazillion decorations! Glad you stopped in for a look, and hope it added to your holiday cheer!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! AND A BLESSED NEW YEAR!

TTFN πŸ™‚

Teresa

 

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Brrrrrrrrrrrrr, I’m not kiddin, it’s COLD OUT!!

I'm too big a sissy to go out in this weather to finish Christmas decorating my porch. There are lights and pine boughs, and if this 20 below stuff doesn't break soon, that might be the extent of it. So, I'll just show you some of the stuff I put out last year instead!

That little Santa is so cute; Bruce brought it from his folk's house in Nebraska a few years ago. He said he can remember when he and the Santa were the same height and when he stood next to it they would be eye-to-eye.

The old runner sled I got for a dime at a rummage sale. It was well loved and well worn when I found it at the sale. I was smitten when I saw it and was a smidge nervous to ask the price because I was afraid I was going to end up paying too much because I wanted it to come home with me so bad. When the nice old fella told me 10 cents, I asked if he was sure because I felt like I was stealing it! He said I was doing him a favor getting his garage cleaned out. Guilt instantly assuaged πŸ™‚

Bruce also brought back a few of these old egg gathering baskets. I like to use them in the house for different things, but thought it would be fun to try hooking some old skates in them for Christmas decorations. It was kind of hard to stabilize them when I strapped them between the posts, but once tightened, they stayed pretty steady for the 3 or so weeks they were out there.

 

 

I wrapped lights that look like candle tops around and around the baskets, and they were ever so twinkly and cute at night.

I just love Christmas, and wish there was a way to slow down the clock this time of year. So much to do and see and get ready for, and then it's here and gone in the blink of an eye. I guess maybe those folks we saw putting up their trees a month ago aren't so far off the mark after all! They be a s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g out the season for sure!

TTFN

Teresa πŸ™‚

 

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