Sunday afternoon

Blowing rain. Chilling temps.  A fire hushing the room. A nap on the cranberry colored sofa. A black kitten on the floor. Sealing the last Christmas card and imagining its journey across the ocean, its arrival in a mailbox at the end of a driveway in America, ready to be opened, ready to breathe a bit of cheer into the end of a long day. 

Boxes carried up the steps. Nativity sets  put in place. Advent candles on the table.  A maple basket to hold cards. Wreaths ready to hang on the doors, bright with berries and delicate baby's breath. Greenery and candles, a bit of ribbon.

Christmas spirit flickering to life on a dark December night...

Comments

[Char]

Sounds like it was a very productive weekend! The only sign of Christmas here so far is the wreath on the front door.

[mamatulip]

Great imagery in this post, V-grrrl! And yes, sounds like a much more productive weekend than mine. ;)

[Lynn]

Sounds like a beautiful weekend!

We got the tree up yesterday - it looked beautiful. I put the kids to bed, came back into the living room and the only lights still lit were on the bottom branches... The rest of them had turned off. It made my Christmas spirit take a real nosedive to see that! So, now I get to trouble-shoot...

So, when do we get to hear more about the black kitten?! How exciting!

[Nance]

Monday Morning

Black hair coats the once-cranberry sofa cushions, now rent with clawmarks. The Nativity scene figures are scattered crazily like dominoes and baby Jesus is missing. A quick look-around yields his presence under the coffee table; his head is slightly gnawed.

Inside, among bits of baby's breath and a tangle of ribbon, sleeps a kitten.

[Ortizzle]

A breath of cosy Christmas! Which reminds that I need to get those holiday cards done! ;-)

[TB]

I love this scene. I can almost smell the crisp air and holly berries. One of the best things about the holidays is the time leading up. taking a step back from the hustle and bustle and truly enjoying the preparation.