Memory Lane

The months have speedily slipped from there moorings this year and Christmas is, once again, near. I've been decking the halls and enjoying the beauty that shines from every corner of the town and twinkles across the snow from cheerily lit houses.

Amaryllis 

Poinsettia and Maiden Hair Ferns.

 Christmas trees are filled with treasured memories of people and places near and far. When we unwrap the baubles, smiles light up the room when we uncover the tissue and find a treasure given  by family and friends.  Decorating the tree is a walk down memory lane. Of course, there are nutcrackers, birds and eggs, something from the sea, and my most prized possession: a reindeer made by my son, Jesse when he was in pre-school.

There are old and new things . . .

And the unusual, too. A sea urchin tied with ribbons and bows. I bought it several years ago in Newfoundland.

A hummer and another special fellow.

The shadow of a dove.

And, luckily, outside the real McCoy: a downy woodpecker feasts on seeded suet.

Thank you for reading along.

Wishing all of you a Merry Christmas and very Happy Holidays!