I love taking out the ornaments and looking them over. Each has a memory attached to it, whether it was something from my childhood, from my husband's childhood, or was given to us by one or another of our family members or friends, or was made by or for one of our children, or was one of the ornaments I used to buy every year from a special store we used to visit each Christmas season, I go through all those memories as I decorate the tree.
|Shell fish from Auntie Vi|
|Some of our many nativity-themed ornaments|
|Swan from that glass-blower in Scotland . . .|
|Glass violin from 75 years ago|
|The tree my mother made, and the figures that|
remind my husband of his years in Germany
|Ho ho ho. Here I am in the Harlequin ball|
|My teapot collection|
|The train collection because my son loved trains|
|Another nativity, and all those apples my daughter loved|
|My sister-in-law gave me lots of gold things, such as this|
Noah's Ark. My mother and I attended a Christmas party
thirty-some years ago in Oregon where I got a set of these
|Look out, you mice, that cat is watching|
|One of my mother's nativities|
|This was from that Christmas shop|
|Because every tree needs a glass pickle|
|The partridge from the Christmas shop,|
with his expensive gilded pear
|The last set of glass ornaments I gave my parents the year|
that we had to move them to my house and they didn't get
to be home for Christmas even though their tree was up
|The set of drums is about 80 years old now|
|I put the oldest glass ornaments inside the tree for safety|
My sister-in-law always has a live tree. Her friends from Montana used to go out and get her a tree and bring it all the way here. Those friends have since died, and one of the children still runs a Christmas tree lot locally every year. I think they still get her a tree, but it is never as fresh as in years past. Here are a few of her things from the tree last year.
|The 2016 tree|
|She collects stacking dolls|
|An interpretation of the|
partridge in the pear tree
|Nothing like a carriage drawn by horses|
|Her tree is always full of pretty things|
Every Christmas she fills the shelf above the piano with stacking dolls, about thirty sets or more I think. Many of them are Christmas themed, but a few are out all year. The largest stand about a foot high, and the smallest are smaller than a grain of rice. Because I love her stacking dolls, I want to include some of them here.
|This is the largest set|
|A cute take on Father Christmas|
|Winter ladies and one of the tiny sets|
|The tiny set, close up|
|One snowman set, with a pen for perspective|
|Here are the two snowmen sets, with the smallest of each the size of a seed|
|You have to see those smallest snowmen magnified!|
Now here are some of the sets she has given me over the years.
|Not the nutcracker. That was from a friend. She gave my son the Irish-|
themed Father Christmas set the year he chose Ireland for us to visit.
|These are first set she gave me, and they are all wooden bells.|
|Another Father Christmas set.|
|Well, Santa has nine reindeer, but who is here besides Dasher, Dancer, |
Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donder and Blitzen?
Surely Rudolph would not disguise his nose?
|She found this Jim Shore nativity set to add to my collection.|
I appreciate Santa and Father Christmas figures for the gift tradition that is tied to the religious Christmas story, but since I am religious myself, I like best to have Christian nativity figures as decorations all around my house. My mother started me collecting nativities (some people call them creche sets), and now that she lives with me, together we have dozens. Here are few images of our sets.