Saturday, December 31, 2011

Baby Pants

Little J

This is Amabel and Ellen's adorable little cousin Julien.  We spent some joyful days together while he and my brother and sister-in-law were up visiting from New Orleans for the holidays.

Knit Pants

Last spring I started to knit Julien a pair of pants, which I thought were going to be a gift for his first birthday in July.  Then all the knitting supplies were packed up, a second skein of gray yarn mysteriously disappeared, and the pants were put on hold.  When I picked them back up in November, I thought he would have grown out of them for sure.  

In Motion

But as it turned out, they fit perfectly and perhaps even better now that he is walking . . . or should I say running . . . about!  Thankfully his mama and papa let me follow him around for a half-an-hour, trying to get a few pictures of the baby pants.  It was very gratifying to knit something useful for such an appreciative little guy!

At Play

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas


. . . to all our friends and family and to readers near and far.  Warm wishes for a joyous day!

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Weekend Highlights


Creating next to the glow of the Christmas tree;

New Snow Pants

Zipping Ellen into her new snow pants;

Snow Hug

Making a "no - mon" together;



Watching them roll in the first snow of the season;

Apples for the Deer

Sharing the last of our macintosh apples with the deer.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Christmas Bells


Three or four years ago, Amabel found a tattered string of bells wound around the branches of a cedar tree next to the front porch of our old house in town.  Proud of her discovery, she put the string of tarnished bells on our Christmas tree, where it joined our collection of ornaments.

I've seen them every December since then, but the bells took on more significance for me this year.  When Amabel pulled them out of the box this weekend, I looked at them more carefully than I had before.  After deciding that they needed a new ribbon, I snipped each one off the tattered string and placed them in a line.  Whereupon I noticed, for the first time, how beautiful the little bells are, and how each one is unique in appearance and sound.  

Last night I read a passage that reminded me of the hidden beauty of the Christmas bells.  This is part of a letter from Friar Giovanni Giocondo, an architect, engineer, classical scholar, and Franciscan friar, written on Christmas Eve in 1513:

I salute you!  There is nothing I can give you which you have not; but there is much, that, while I cannot give, you can take.
No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in it today.  Take Heaven.
No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this present instant.  Take Peace.
The gloom of the world is but a shadow; behind it, yet, within our reach is joy.  Take Joy.
There is radiance and glory in darkness, could we but see; and to see, we have only to look. I beseech you to look.
And so, at this Christmas time, I greet you, with the prayer that for you, now and forever, the day breaks and the shadows flee away.
The Christmas bells are symbolic to me because of their newly recognized beauty - beauty which had been there all along. And they are also emblematic of this blog: a place where I take time to notice and reflect upon the joy in our every-day life. My hope for our children is that they will find peace and joy this Christmas season and beyond - that we may help them to find these gifts within themselves.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Scenes from a Secret Santa


I tiptoed around the house this afternoon while Jeffrey was out with the girls.  It seems that we have all been busy this weekend in our respective corners. . .




Tiny Things

Almost Finished

For Me?