It looks like Christmas has arrived! A few Santas have popped up here and there, a trio of golden Christmas trees are arranged on the dining room window ledge, and the Christmas Wreath is hanging up outside. Festive quilts and wall-hangings have been hung up on the walls, and other treasures have been arranged “just so” on the dresser and other empty surfaces. Such as my treasured Jim Shore snowman collection. I had one of these little darlings, then received two more for my birthday. I believe my pen friend Carol bought a set of four, and plans to send the last one out for a birthday gift next year, if I’m really lucky.
While all the decorations look lovely, the same can’t be said for my sewing room. That’s where the plastic crates are currently residing, empty now of all the Christmas treasures. They had been stored up in the loft in our storage area, over the garage. This is accessed by a drop down wooden ladder, and I didn’t fancy taking the empty crates back upstairs, only to get them down a few weeks later to pack everything away again. So they will stay where they are, in the meantime.
Our snowy village scene gets switched on every evening, and looks so pretty as the lights twinkle and sparkle. Not that we ever have a white Christmas, living in our part of paradise. Here in New Zealand we celebrate the Christmas season in mid summer, so it is sand, sunshine, and barbeques all the way, lucky us!