Saturday, December 29, 2012
Friday, December 28, 2012
The garden doesn't have a lot of color this time of year, but a close look reveals a few bright spots. Above, a sweet scented narcissus, whose flowers escaped the marauding snails, so far.
Gallardias bloom all year here and reseed freely. Their fiery color combo works well with purples and blues.
The paper whites bloomed very early this year and are just about spent.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
We're big on hand made gifts. My daughter sewed a beautiful kitchen towel with hand embroidery and tiny red pom pom trim. And below, she made an oil painting of Thomas standing sentry on the front walkway. My cup runneth over.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Monday, December 24, 2012
One of my all time favorite Christmas carols, first published in France in 1553 and translated to English in the 18th century.
Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabelle!
Bring a torch, to the stable run
Christ is born. Tell the folk of the village
Jesus is born and Mary's calling.
Ah! Ah! beautiful is the Mother!
Ah! Ah! beautiful is her child
Who is that, knocking on the door?
Who is it, knocking like that?
Open up, we've arranged on a platter
Lovely cakes that we have brought here
Knock! Knock! Knock! Open the door for us!
Knock! Knock! Knock! Let's celebrate!
It is wrong when the child is sleeping,
It is wrong to talk so loud.
Silence, now as you gather around,
Lest your noise should waken Jesus.
Hush! Hush! see how he slumbers;
Hush! Hush! see how fast he sleeps!
Softly now unto the stable,
Softly for a moment come!
Look and see how charming is Jesus,
Look at him there, His cheeks are rosy!
Hush! Hush! see how the Child is sleeping;
Hush! Hush! see how he smiles in dreams!
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Saturday, December 22, 2012
My favorite neighbors took me out for a Christmas feast earlier this week. We watched a couple slow dance from the balconey of an iconic old California hotel, where wrought iron chandeliers were entwined with greenery, then climbed 10 flights of service stairs to get to the tower for a view of the city and sea.
This year's mannequins were as impassive as ever.
Friday, December 21, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Thomas often stops by in the evenings for a nightcap. He's very fond of the Christmas trees and has found a way in through the ornaments to just the perfect spot on the tree skirt. Below, he's hunkered down under the tree, taking in the lights.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Our homemade ornaments have evolved over the years, but they always come together with whatever we have handy. We made these with pipe cleaners, glass balls, spun cotton, red scrap fabric, a little black paint and gold paper wings.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
The motley spun cotton ornaments, above, are far from fancy but are some of my very favorites - someone's projects from very long ago. It's been some 30 years and we still haven't figured out what that orange creature on the left is... The snowman on the right has definitely seen a better day. The big Swedish Dala horse, below, was passed down to me by my mom's best friend, who, not having a daughter, treated me as if she did.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Thomas stopped by as the glass ornaments were coming out of their tissue paper wrapping. He loves to be where the action is, so made himself at home on the mound of tissue paper.
He seemed intrigued by the crunching sound it made as he rolled around. After about 5 minutes of goofing off, he was sound asleep.