COLD DARK ROOM
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Looks like someone has a bit of Christmas Spirit!
Ah, I see! It's so dark inhere that I didn't quite understand, but now I get it! We've been decorated!! Good job!
That's how really good you are as an artist. ..and I got 2 from you... The second is on the Christmas card. None of the color bled onto the Christmas card just maybe the charcoal pencil? The eyes are so lifelike I wasn't sure at first either. It was the black and white on the card that made me realize you did it! I even read here that you were sending sketches...and I'm used to being around art and artists. It's framed. This whole card exchange has been so really wonderful. All of mine are going to be saved in my special photo box.
Oh my garsh...lordy oh lord...
Well...I am partial to bunnys.
What a lovely hymn. And it's getting brighter and brighter in the CDR. We also need a Ray of sunshine to join the ruckus.
Thank you for the stories and the picturesSorry....I had time and I wanted to decorate the CDR ...... Please be forbearing with me....
it was nice to read again. Lovely Christmas warmth!
I just want to wish all y'all a Merry Christmas ans thank you for making it brighter. Sadly I work through Christmas this year and the lack of holiday cheer gave me a 15 hour day. Luckily I was able to make at least one Christmas brighter and am blessed with a wonderful wife. Even if she won't leave the house on Christmas (in PJ's) to bring a dog or two by work.
Happy Christmas Eve. If the day after xmas is Boxing Day...what’s the day BEFORE called (not xmas eve)?
Still working on Christmasy crafts....
Might have time today to continue work on this one..
The Wood
The Glue Up
The Design
Still working on Christmasy crafts....
Might have time today to continue work on this one..
The Wood
The Glue Up
The Design
Bambam1989
Well-Known Member
Hope everyone has a great Christmas Eve.
We will be going to my parents house tonight for Christmas there then hubby's Mom's tomorrow.
Grim is settling in with the family nicely. He does have a fascination with a pair of my sandals though. He grabs one up and carries it with him..
We will be going to my parents house tonight for Christmas there then hubby's Mom's tomorrow.
Grim is settling in with the family nicely. He does have a fascination with a pair of my sandals though. He grabs one up and carries it with him..
That’s been one of my favourite fairy tales since I was a little girl
THE LITTLE MATCH GIRL
FAIRY TALE
A Short Fairy Story by Hans Christian Andersen
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Once upon a time...
Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening, the last evening of the year. In this cold and darkness there went along the street a poor little girl, bareheaded, and with naked feet. When she left home she had slippers on, it is true; but what was the good of that? They were very large slippers, which her mother had hitherto worn; so large were they; and the poor little thing lost them as she scuffled away across the street, because of two carriages that rolled by dreadfully fast.
One slipper was nowhere to be found; the other had been laid hold of by an urchin, and off he ran with it; he thought it would do capitally for a cradle when he some day or other should have children himself. So the little maiden walked on with her tiny naked feet, that were quite red and blue from cold. She carried a quantity of matches in an old apron, and she held a bundle of them in her hand. Nobody had bought anything of her the whole livelong day; no one had given her a single farthing.
She crept along trembling with cold and hunger, a very picture of sorrow, the poor little thing!
The flakes of snow covered her long fair hair, which fell in beautiful curls around her neck; but of that, of course, she never once now thought. From all the windows the candles were gleaming, and it smelt so deliciously of roast goose, for you know it was New Year's Eve; yes, of that she thought.
In a corner formed by two houses, of which one advanced more than the other, she seated herself down and cowered together. Her little feet she had drawn close up to her, but she grew colder and colder, and to go home she did not venture, for she had not sold any matches and could not bring a farthing of money: from her father she would certainly get blows, and at home it was cold too, for above her she had only the roof, through which the wind whistled, even though the largest cracks were stopped up with straw and rags.
Her little hands were almost numbed with cold. Oh! a match might afford her a world of comfort, if she only dared take a single one out of the bundle, draw it against the wall, and warm her fingers by it. She drew one out. "Rischt!" how it blazed, how it burnt! It was a warm, bright flame, like a candle, as she held her hands over it: it was a wonderful light. It seemed really to the little maiden as though she were sitting before a large iron stove, with burnished brass feet and a brass ornament at top. The fire burned with such blessed influence; it warmed so delightfully. The little girl had already stretched out her feet to warm them too; but, the small flame went out, the stove vanished: she had only the remains of the burnt-out match in her hand.
She rubbed another against the wall: it burned brightly, and where the light fell on the wall, there the wall became transparent like a veil, so that she could see into the room. On the table was spread a snow-white tablecloth; upon it was a splendid porcelain service, and the roast goose was steaming famously with its stuffing of apple and dried plums. And what was still more capital to behold was, the goose hopped down from the dish, reeled about on the floor with knife and fork in its breast, till it came up to the poor little girl; when, the match went out and nothing but the thick, cold, damp wall was left behind. She lighted another match. Now there she was sitting under the most magnificent Christmas tree: it was still larger, and more decorated than the one which she had seen through the glass door in the rich merchant's house.
Thousands of lights were burning on the green branches, and gaily-coloured pictures, such as she had seen in the shop-windows, looked down upon her. The little maiden stretched out her hands towards them when, the match went out. The lights of the Christmas tree rose higher and higher, she saw them now as stars in heaven; one fell down and formed a long trail of fire.
"Someone is just dead!" said the little girl; for her old grandmother, the only person who had loved her, and who was now no more, had told her, that when a star falls, a soul ascends to God.
She drew another match against the wall: it was again light, and in the lustre there stood the old grandmother, so bright and radiant, so mild, and with such an expression of love.
"Grandmother!" cried the little one. "Oh, take me with you! You go away when the match burns out; you vanish like the warm stove, like the delicious roast goose, and like the magnificent Christmas tree!" And she rubbed the whole bundle of matches quickly against the wall, for she wanted to be quite sure of keeping her grandmother near her. And the matches gave such a brilliant light that it was brighter than at noon-day: never formerly had the grandmother been so beautiful and so tall. She took the little maiden, on her arm, and both flew in brightness and in joy so high, so very high, and then above was neither cold, nor hunger, nor anxiety, they were with God.
But in the corner, at the cold hour of dawn, sat the poor girl, with rosy cheeks and with a smiling mouth, leaning against the wall, frozen to death on the last evening of the old year. Stiff and stark sat the child there with her matches, of which one bundle had been burnt. "She wanted to warm herself," people said. No one had the slightest suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen; no one even dreamed of the splendour in which, with her grandmother she had entered on the joys of a new year.
The dark lord had an explanation.I believe yesterday was Christmas Adam, followed by Christmas Eve then Christmas Day
I was reading the posts and thinking you were getting the decorations outSorry....
It’s pretty The jellyfish are glowing in lovely festive colours to compliment your hard work There are plenty of Christmas stockings in corner 6 if anyone would like ine. The wool spider, if she exists, seems to be in a very festive good mood
Happy Christmas Eve everyone. I was up bright and early to collect our Christmas turkey from the butcher and have spent the rest of the morning doing preparations for tomorrow.
Daughter baked a Chocolate Log
and I baked a Stilton, port, cranberry and apple filo pie. This is a recipe I found at least 25 years ago and we have it every Christmas Eve with jacket potatoes and salad.
JoesDad has collected his parents as they’re with us for the next two nights.
This evening we head to the nearby village of Hadlow, where we used to live, to join the village singing Christmas Carols in the village square accompanied by a brass band
@Yvonne G my card from you arrived yesterday Thank you to everyone who has sent me a card. They’re lovely!
Have a good Christmas everyone however you choose to spend this period!
Daughter baked a Chocolate Log
and I baked a Stilton, port, cranberry and apple filo pie. This is a recipe I found at least 25 years ago and we have it every Christmas Eve with jacket potatoes and salad.
JoesDad has collected his parents as they’re with us for the next two nights.
This evening we head to the nearby village of Hadlow, where we used to live, to join the village singing Christmas Carols in the village square accompanied by a brass band
@Yvonne G my card from you arrived yesterday
Thank you to everyone who has sent me a card. They’re lovely!Have a good Christmas everyone however you choose to spend this period!
Happy Christmas Eve everyone. I was up bright and early to collect our Christmas turkey from the butcher and have spent the rest of the morning doing preparations for tomorrow.
Daughter baked a Chocolate Log
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and I baked a Stilton, port, cranberry and apple filo pie. This is a recipe I found at least 25 years ago and we have it every Christmas Eve with jacket potatoes and salad.
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JoesDad has collected his parents as they’re with us for the next two nights.
This evening we head to the nearby village of Hadlow, where we used to live, to join the village singing Christmas Carols in the village square accompanied by a brass band
@Yvonne G my card from you arrived yesterday
Have a good Christmas everyone however you choose to spend this period!
I recall your Stilton/Apple pie from last year. I believe you posted the recipe. Enjoy. A wee glass of your favourite tipple will go well with the stilton. Carol Away!
Merry Christmas! I hope you find some unexpected cheer..
Suspense again! Happy Christmas Eve... I am going to quit being lazy shortly and get out in the sunshine. I’ve got a gun rack that hubby built in need of staining and some tree logs to be moved for a bonfire tonight..
Too bad you have to work, but that means more $$$! And I don't blame your wife for not wanting to go out this time of year. I wouldn't either.
