A little more….
It's amazing how we collect things over the years….
….I have been a collector (or a pack rat as my mom used to call me)…since I was small...
I have always been drawn to things that are aesthetically pleasing….
….whether it's a sparkle
..or a history...
…or a bit of nature….
…whether it's something that makes me think of Christmases long ago….
…or lends me a sentiment that causes me to stop, and process, and slow down...
…It's always the meaning behind things that means more than the actual item.
I've never been one to have "stuff" just because ….
…instead I want to admire, and remember, and relish….
This crate was in our little barn…left by the previous owner. It is gorgeous. The angel is part of a collection I started back in 2000. I have 4 by this maker…who it is I am unsure….I was never able to find any more.
I picked up the vintage book of music at a library book sale.
And this golden angel. She is a favorite. When I was a child she graced the treetop. She had been my grandmother's. Then, many years later my parents cleaned out old decorations, and not realizing my connection to this sweet face, they sent her packing….luckily, I popped in before trash day and rescued her. She was headless…happens to the best of us. A bit of glue and she is perfect once again.
I love this little rustic frame. It's from Hope Homemade. I drive my husband crazy when I am humming and singing early in the morning. But who can walk by this and not sing?
I hope today to make a few wreaths and swags.
I hope to clean up the house and finish decorating.
And then tomorrow, I hope to get the tree!
That's a lot of hope!