But tonight, I came back from Lorain with my boxes of Christmas cheer and decorated for the holiday season.
As usual, my feather tree takes center stage. After years of trying live trees, pink trees, and no trees - the sparse, quirky feather tree has simply won my heart (plus no sap or spiders to fight off).
A sampling of some of my favorite ornaments - most from late 70s or early 80s craft fairs.
I updated the knitting basket with my own yarn leftovers... (and how much do I love the calico sailing Santa in the background).
I remember the year I begged my parents for this ornament from Mrs. Claus' Closet - they used pantyhose to make the cookies - which is kind of gross, but endearing. Check it out, the peanut butter has embroidery criss-crosses - brilliant.
Ah yes, cardinal - with blue-painted beans for eggs.
I love love love this ornament. It's German and had a thin piece of balsa that went over the Claus' with a minute mistletoe hanging down. Years in the attic - and an over-zealous me - left it cracked and in the "Broken Ornament" box - so I had to save it.
My newest accessions - made at a party last year and inspired by Victorian ornaments we made years ago when I was working at the Historical Society.
A proper French Bulldog Angel. I feel her name must be Manon.
...and the two angel geese who helped me decorate. Just surreal enough to help me get through the sugar-shock of the season.
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Oh! I love these! I took all the boxes of ornaments from my dad's house a few years ago and have given them a new home in NJ. Even the crumpled, dusty, broken ones warm my heart.
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