Oh December. We have had heaps and gobs of parties and house guests and in between all the merriment, I have been (a scosh frantic about) sewing the really-easy-won’t-take-hardly-any-time gifts that are, ahem, taking a while. More on that later.
Last night I s l o w e d down a bit and I inhaled three little beautiful corners of my world:
1. The steady warmth of hopeful lights as they make their way through new snow.
2. Olive all cozy and curled like a shell in her favorite olive green chair.
3. The sweet tricycle my parents gave bug for her first birthday. I am loving it just lounging about the house as decoration.
What are your three nuggets?
still can’t get over the trike. ours isn’t out of the box yet but i’m all excited about it lookin’ at bug’s. i only wanted the old-fashioned metal radio flyer. if it’s a trike, it’s gotta be that one.
so, on to…
my three nuggets:
*having our pull-out couch open for the next week. because an open pull-out couch means family.
*christmas eve baking with my momma.
*bu’s bday post
Mine are:
1. the big while lights and fresh pine garland on the my front porch
2. a cup of hot coffee on a very cold winter morning
3. a beautiful snowy earth sparkling in the morning sun
I love how those lights look in the snow. Maybe if we had snow here I’d hate my neighbors holiday light EXTRAVAGANZA a little less.
Good luck with all your projects!
1. phone call from grandma this morning (she was diagnosed with a brain tumor yesterday.)
2. girly-girl hugs for a sad and worried mama.
3. my open-eyed realization that family means more than anything.
Nuggets, three:
Looking up from behind a guitar to see my man playing his fiddle with his eyes closed.
Driving from my mama’s house back home, reading aloud for most of it, getting home in one piece to sweet Christmas packages from my ladies out West, and heating up a quart of homemade soup my mum sent home with us. (That is one nugget, I swear!)
Peeking in on the lives of all the amazing women I have met by putting bits of my life up and out there. Happy Birthday Margot Bug and Happy Birthday to her mama too.
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1. My sweet Margot.
2. Coming home from a trip, not feeling well, to be greeted by a hubby, two of the sweetest dogs in the world and a clean house.
3. Remembering Christmas’ past with fondness & knowing there are many more to come.
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