“IT’S A MARSHMALLOW WORLD IN THE WINTER”

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Okay so they might be frozen marshmallows where I live but Winter is beautiful. Those words to that old song “It’s a Marshmallow World’, go through my head as I go “Walking In This Winter Wonderland”.  Another beautiful song.

I love the way winter glamorizes our surroundings.  Sagging old wire fences, rusted out wagons, farm machinery and twisted tree branches take on a ‘white Christmas’ setting.

img_3849-1Sometimes our storms last for days & through the long nights but my home is warm & inviting.  As I look at the mounds of snow everywhere, I think of the animals in hibernation, how wisely they have prepared for this long season.

img_3850-1From the moment I looked out the window and saw the first few snowflakes tumbling down to earth to the point where billions upon billions landed as soft as thistle down, the Master artist was at work.  He covered a grey, brown sleepy earth and one season graciously made way for the new one.

img_3857img_3856I don’t believe I will ever get past those moments of wanting to go back to my childhood home for one more old fashioned Christmas with our family all together.  I’d love to walk down our ‘Spruce Tree Lane’ in the moonlight on Christmas Eve and listen to the story the wind would be telling through the snowy branches.  Then at the end of the driveway, seeing the house with every light on, while the yard light and moon cast magical shadows everywhere.

img_3844img_6806I vision myself by the window of our rambling two story home & hearing the echoes of familiar voices, music playing, my sisters singing together,  the fire crackling in the background, twinkle lights on the tree while Mom, who never actually sat down, made bottomless pots of coffee & tea & lunches.

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We seemed safe from troubles around the world at that time, however our Moms & Grandmas all contributed whatever they could by knitting wool socks, mitts & scarves.  Most of the wool was donated from our neighbor’s sheep and had been prepared in the fall. Quilts, and clothing, baking and personal items were sent as often as possible through our church mission.monday washh photo

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How quickly those years went by when I reminisce about them.  Its as if someone hit the ‘fast forward’ button.

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Each year I still haul out the old photo albums, many black & white and I’m rewarded with the memories of how much we had, although by today’s standards, we were quite poor.  Now I realize why our Mom loved her photos and kept her cards from year to year.  They were her memories and her blessings of Christmases past.  They continue to be mine.  Just as I remember her Geraniums in our windows all winter, I do the same.  Mom this one’s for you. Bright and flourishing while the weather outside is a near white out.  This too shall pass as it always did for you and my Geraniums will be ready for their spring outing.

img_7139Wishing each one of you a joyous season, hold your loved ones close and keep the memories of the ones you miss closest to your heart.  May Peace, love and faith bring you countless Blessings in 2017.

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Parts of this blog were taken from 101 BLESSINGS

IT’S THAT TIME OF YEAR AGAIN

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new snowIt is coming up to my favorite sentimental season. Christmas. Although it is different than it used to be, I cherish the memories of those ‘old Christmas past’ even more.
Time doesn’t stand still and it waits for no one so we have to accept what was and even more so…what is.

The snow has quite decided it’s here to stay. It played games this year & tricked us a few times leaving us wondering what we’d wake up to but it was inevitable.  It snowed a triple amount one day  and will remain for the next few months.

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This transitional time reminded us that we needed to polish up our driving skills once more.  And as much as we think we are prepared, some of us never are.  There I was using my sleeve of my jacket to clean off my windshield because the trunk hood was frozen while my scraper and brush remained nice and dry inside.  My mitts and scarves were still packed in the bottom of the storage bin where my flip flops should have been.

Other than that, I love getting the traditional tree and decorations out, shopping in the stores playing holiday music and the beauty of everything around me covered in white.

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It’s that time of year again where we begin to reflect on the year that is mostly behind us.  The time we begin planning the one ahead.  Everything is in a transition stage, the weather, our thoughts, our bodies physically adjusting to the extreme changes of temperature.  We become acutely aware of what or who has come into our lives and especially those who have departed.

Some things we have the power to change, while others we have to surrender to God’s capable care.

img_4976My beautiful sister: Eve

“In the morning, Lord, You whispered her name…

In the morning, Lord, softly You came.”

You loved Christmas and this year we will love it with you in spirit. All your family & dear friends have wonderful memories of the ways you made it a little more special and how you could be found somewhere in the house wrapping til’ the very last minute.

 

faithIMG_2534My HOPE for everyone of my readers is for a wonderful time with those who mean so much.  I pray that LOVE will be the center of your home as you celebrate the season.  May your FAITH grow and increase throughout 2017.

I am quoting Martin Luther King: ‘You don’t have to see the whole staircase…just take the first step in FAITH’.

Blessings to all of you from Memory Lane