These five blank notebooks were a Chistmas gift from our oldest daughter, Melanie, and her husband Richard. I’m not sure exactly how I’ll be using them. It certainly won’t be for journaling or notebooking. But I will use them, in some form or fashion, probably in some way related to my blogging.
All of the pictures here are from Karen’s blog, Quilts…etc.
Most of the decorations are up. I assembled the tree – an easy four piece affair, including the stand – and added the lights. Karen did the rest while I was outside putting up the exterior Christmas lights.The packages around the bottom are decoration, empty boxes that my mother-in-law saved. After she passed, they came home with us.
Putting up Christmas lights, 66°F air temperature before a cold front the next day!
A Christmas wreath that had belonged to my mother-in-law – now hanging on the door to the sewing room.
Our “new” dining room decorated for Christmas.
Best wishes for the holidays and the season, wherever you are!
Christmas Eve is the time when presents are exchanged. The gifts are sometimes brought by Santa Claus (called ‘Julenissen’ in Norway). Presents are also brought by the small gnomes called ‘Nisse’. – Christmas in Norway
A nisse (usually Norwegian) and a tomte (usually Swedish) are similar characters. They are both solitary, mischievous domestic sprites responsible for the protection and welfare of the farmstead and its buildings. Tomte literally means “homestead man” and is derived from the word tomt which means homestead or building lot. Nisse is derived from the name Nils which is the Scandinavian form of Nicholas.
A nisse considers porridge his due and is greedy for butter. The legend When the Nisse Got No Butter on His Christmas Porridge illustrates the consequences of tampering with his porridge.
One Christmas Eve a servant girl decided she would play a trick on the nisse. She hid the butter for his grøt at the bottom of the bowl. When the nisse saw there was no butter on his Christmas porridge, he went to the shed and killed the best cow. He wanted to show them he did not appreciate them begrudging him a little bit of butter. He returned to the barn to eat the porridge anyway. When he discovered the butter at the bottom of the bowl, he felt so bad that he walked to the neighbor’s farm, took their best cow, and led her back to the stall of the cow he had killed. – Legend of the Nisse and Tomte
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Derived from a photo on Flickr which has Some rights reserved by foqus
Location: Burleigh Heads, Queensland
Description: Esplanade at Burleigh, Queensland, Christmas 1932. The Esplanade at Burleigh Heads crowded with tents and cars during Christmas holidays, 1932. Tents have been erected along the road and on the beach, turning the Esplanade in to a camping site.
View this page at the State Library of Queensland hdl.handle.net/10462/deriv/77111
Group of young men camping at Sandgate over Christmas, 1904
Sandgate is a coastal suburb in Brisbane, Australia, 16 kilometres (9.9 mi) north of the Brisbane central business district. The town became a popular escape for the people of Brisbane in the early 20th century. – Wikipedia
Dec. 7th 1918
Dear Sister,
I am well and hope you are the same. Well I think I will soon be over. I suppose you have pretty cold weather by this time.
Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year
Springfield College Archives and Special Collections – Cliff Smith YMCA Postcard Collection. www.digitalcommonwealth.org/search/commonwealth:6w929b501
There was one General and two Stationary Hospitals at Genoa. The first in a large hotel, the others in schools. Two of them already had patients and the other was being put in order. As there was no heating in the hotel, the building was intensely cold; it was, however, a very fine hotel with a marble staircase and beautiful baths, though at the time the baths were of little use, as there was no hot water. In the schools were some stoves which the patients thoroughly enjoyed. Later on we had an Infectious Hospital at Genoa, also a very nice hostel for sisters coming from the United Kingdom or moving about the country. – Nursing with the Italian Expeditionary Force
Nah – Pooh! is from a popular World War I song, Good-bye-ee!
Chorus
Good-bye-ee! good-bye-ee!
Wipe the tear, baby dear, from your eye-ee.
Tho’ it’s hard to part I know,
I’ll be tickled to death to go.
Don’t cry-ee! don’t sigh-ee!
There’s a silver lining in the sky-ee.
Bonsoir old thing, cheerio! chin chin!
Nah-poo! Toodle-oo!
Good-bye-ee!
A Merry Christmas – May you be as happy as kittens – Victorian Christmas Card – Nova Scotia Archives
