Winter Whites

Hi everyone! Happy Friday to you! Hope you are all doing well and that your weekends are off to a good start. As I mentioned the other day, I am in Myrtle Beach this weekend, at a scrapbook retreat with my girlies. But as promised, I scheduled a couple of posts for while I’m gone. This way, we can be together, even when we’re apart.

Those of you who have been visiting with me for awhile know that I have a thing for the seasons and holidays. I just cannot let one pass without adding a few festive touches to my home. It is quite a bit of work to change things out so often, but so worth it to me. I find that stopping and taking note of each passing season helps me reflect on each day, each chunk of time, each period in my life. Guess I can’t help being more and more sentimental as the years go by.

Contrary to what might be expected, I don’t actually have that many “winter” seasonal items. Well……not like I do for the other holidays. But by mixing in some of my everyday things, like my white ironstone china and shiny silver hammered aluminum, and a few remaining Christmas goodies, I do manage to transform the house into a winter wonderland.

As always, I try to fill my home with my favorite things. Treasured things. Things that are special to me and make me smile. Things passed down from my mom. Things I’ve collected over the years. And always, always, always….things made by me, my friends, and my precious kiddos. Like this snowman family, all of which have been made for me at one time or another by my little sweetie, Missy Nik.

Wooden shapes and old socks. Styrofoam balls. Beads and pipe cleaners, pom poms and drippy paint. How I love every tiny detail.

Some of these snowmen were made by me, years ago when I had a crafty group with some of my girlfriends. We’re talking about starting it up again next month. Smiles!

My son painted the picture on my mantel when he was in third grade. It is a scene from a day we spent sledding down our cul-de-sac on a rare snowy day. What a happy family memory. And what a wild ride that was. We all had to wipe out at the bottom of the hill to keep from taking out a flower bed at my neighbor’s house. Both my kiddos were so small, Nik only 3 years old, and yet totally willing to fall off that sled at high speeds. That’s Pete wiping out in the picture.

It’s soon time for Valentine’s. I’ll have to start working on that when I get home from the beach. Doesn’t time just fly?

Thanks so much for stopping by. Wishing you all a wonderful weekend!

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