That Time of Year
It is that time of the year again! Winter gave a nudge and our beautiful fall had to move away.
At this time of year we always think of the Christmas observances of long ago. Memory is such a wonderful thing ... and a blessing, too, for it helps us relive those by-gone days. We always looked forward to Christmas and were so excited when we arose on that morning to find our stockings stuffed with oranges, candy and a doll. We had a tree trimmed with strings of popcorn and a star in the top. Mostly the gifts under the tree were homemade, useful items. We usually went to grandma's for dinner. If there was snow, we went sledding or skating.
But the doll was the big thing. I always had a China head doll and mama made rag dolls, too. I have always loved dolls and played with them until I was 15, mostly making clothes for them. Then I had a date one afternoon, so I said, "Mellie, you are a big girl now." And I put away my dolls. Now, however, I collect them and also make rag dolls. I have about 35; chinahead, Indian, storybook and antique ones. I wish I could find a set of china doll dishes like we used to have, to go with my dolls.
Wood smoke is in the air and the smell of it takes me back to my childhood as we always had a fire in our large fireplace. Many are now using fireplaces and stoves to save gas. As a country, I believe we're prone to take things for granted. Perhaps our present shortages will make us realize how blessed we are to have such a good country. We are not thankful enough for the good things that come our way.
Now, may peace and happiness be yours this coming year!