Beginning to look a lot like Christmas
It is beginning to look a lot like Christmas in this house. I sure kept a wealth of decorating treasures over the years: his, mine and ours it is all the same.
There is even that popular elf on the shelf that has won the favor of children and adults.
Santa Claus, Mary Claus, music boxes, bells, and dolls, in festive finery, fill our home with added warmth at this time of the year.
I am going to be in bad shape when I can no longer climb the ladder to bring the stuff out of the closet to spread throughout the rooms.
Keepsakes from our daughters, those special treasures made from their hands and messages, words that came from their hearts are a must to read again and again.
The pre-lit fir tree will shed a few needles before it is time pack it away and look down that road toward the cabin fever folks talk about after Christmas. I sure hope it don’t find this place.
I am happy we have an abundance of ornaments from Hallmark and Disney, glass brass, old, new and faded too! Each has a history and a story behind them.
Tootie Mae is almost ten years of age. She has her own collection of doxies to admire on that tall tree.
Although, she likes to watch a macho male dachshund on Facebook, a real champ in the field of crazy antics better than those closet dwellers that come out once a year.
Last night there was no time to work on the decorating project. We went to the Brickyard in Speedway to view the many Christmas lights along the track. I found the race cars display most interesting.
I know what we viewed close to the finish of our tour of lights was just colorful forms of the cars, but one could not pass without thinking how the cars sure have changed over the years: the build, tires, engines and speed achievement. The joy the sport has brought to so many people cannot go unsaid. Rules may change, however; the thrill will not wane.
“Lights at the Brickyard” is a must visit during the holiday season if you are out and about in the area. There was a nice feel cruising around the track with family.
That gift did not need a fancy wrap and a shiny ribbon. It was enough to race my motor. I just may put it on my bucket list for next year.
The great-grandkids are going to put the ornaments on the tree and I’ll work on my Santa letter! I might decide on another elf for the shelf.
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