Saturday, December 1, 2018

Christmas Decoration

I want to share with you how I decorated my little home. I decided to decorate with red and white. I've been making pompom garlands, wreaths, gnomes and mercury glass. I hope that you enjoy your visit on this tour.

 I went to the Dollar Tree store and  bought the red ornaments, ribbons and tree skirt. I wanted a red  tree skirt without spending too much money. I'm sad to say that the dollar tree skirt wasn't well made but I get what I pay for so I had to make some adjustments. I purchased two tree skirts, and hand sewed the appliques. I had extra white felt so I made a border for the tree skirt, and sewed both tree skirts together. The other side had a Santa applique, making it reversible. I like it now.
 My church gave away some fabric, I made these gnomes and a couple of maileg elves to decorate my dining room for a Scandinavian look.


 I've been busy with crafts; I made this wooden tray, and the crochet wreath with the owl hanging at the window.
 A little of vintage Christmas in my kitchen.
I painted these candle glass jars with Looking glass spray paint by spraying the inside of the glass. I discovered that using a hair dryer really helps to dry the paint; otherwise the paint will be swirling inside the jar and set in the bottom of the jar. I really had fun with this project. 

 Mercury jug, Pottery Barn inspired.



 Christmas tree in my family room, frosty theme. 



~Christmas Spirit ~ 

"I am the Christmas spirit! I enter the home of poverty, causing palefaced  children to open their eyes wide, in pleased wonder. I cause the miser's clutched hand to relax and thus paint a bright spot on his soul. I cause the aged to renew their youth and to laugh in the old, glad way. I keep romance alive in the heart of childhood, and brighten sleep with dreams woven of magic. I cause eager feet to climb dark stair-ways with filled baskets, leaving behind hearts amazed at the goodness of the world. I cause the prodigal to pause a moment on his wild, wasteful way, and send to anxious love some little token that releases glad tears-tears which wash away the hard lines of sorrow. I enter dark prison cells, reminding scarred manhood of what might have been, and pointing forward to good days yet to be. I come softly into the still, white home of pain, and lips that are too weak to speak just tremble in silent, eloquent gratitude. In a thousand ways i cause the weary world to look up into the face of God, and for a little moment forget the things that are small and wretched. I am the Christmas spirit!"  ~E.C. Baird~





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