REMEMBRANCES OF CHRISTMAS PAST

Between the time of remembering

and the moment of forgetting

there is a country

where we gathered treasured moments.

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My library Santas … gifts from my Mother.

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My Santa carries  a treasured tiny book – Poems of Keats … a gift from my oldest friend,  Jill.

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A  Christmas prince  so handsome, so charming as all princes must be.

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For every prince there must be a frog.   An outrageous frog – a Christmas remembrance from my sister Heather.

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A table tableau  of  old silver – remembering past Christmas feasts with friends and family.

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And finally the cards of Christmas past.  An exquisitely illustrated card  my daughter sent me years ago.  It is always the first thing to be set out when I begin my slow Christmas and the last to be put away.

Between the time of remembering

and the moment of forgetting

there is Christmas.

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11 thoughts on “REMEMBRANCES OF CHRISTMAS PAST

  1. As Nancy Hughes said:
    Snowflakes falling,
    Friends come calling,
    Decorations in green and red.
    Smells enticing,
    Bowls of icing,
    For cookies and gingerbread.

    Augustine and I are beginning our slow Christmas Dance also.
    Our best to you and Lar…….such lovely memories and photographs……you have made old Tinny very nostalgic!

    • Tinny what a fab poem. A delight. I shall put it on one of my Christmas Cards. This is a time of remembering. We bought our fresh Christmas tree yesterday. It’s very crisp and cold here ( for this area) so it is stashed away in the garage in a big pail of water. On the week-end I will start decorating it. A decorating collection going back 57 years will go on the tree. That’s a lot of nostalgia! Lar and I will have you and Augustine in our thoughts. This will be a very special Christmas for you two – much to celebrate. XXOO L & V

    • I know a lot of people don’t care for silver – the polishing and maintenance of it. But I love silver, the older the better. I have one sterling silver dinner fork that belonged to my grandmother.It’s over a hundred years old, and most of the silver has worn away. I still use it though, and always think ” my grandmother used this long ago. Now it is in my hand.”
      XXVirginia

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