Today was a special day where we got to bring some of our closest family and revisit the lovely mansion where got married three years and a few months ago. Not an anniversary or anything, just watering of plants, lunch and cake. My veil, my Princess shawl, got to come as well and we took the opportunity to take some Christmas-y pictures of Me Made. This is the first time that veil has gotten som use since the wedding, normally it lives in the freezer. Me Made wasn’t as amazed of that veil as would perhaps have been appropriate, but instead tried to eat it, but that’s fine. It survived and got to go back into the freezer again once safely returned home (the veil, not Me Made).
I continue to collect Christmas decorations now that I don’t have that many at home. This was next to my table at the café I went to after work. Very cosy. I have brought up our candle holders from the basement but no one has had the time nor energy to put them up yet and with only two weeks till Christmas we need to hurry up if we’re going to get it done. We’ll see, it will be our little Christmas mystery.
This is amazing. The castle made out of gingerbread. This is the kind of window display that I love most but it also makes me a little sad. It’s beautiful, absolutely beautiful, and it looks like something straight out of The Nutcracker. But it also makes me think of stories like The Little Match Girl. This must have been the kind of window that she looked into and wished for warmth and something to eat. It looks so bright and warm and cosy and I can’t help but think of the ones who can’t have that.
There is another ginger bread house, or rather building. It’s the old library. It’s also beautiful and lovely. Now that I don’t really have the time nor energy, and I don’t really want to put the tree up now that Me Made puts everything in the mouth and is getting more and more movable for every day. Beautiful decorations isn’t really compatible with tiny children. We’ll just have to enjoy other trees and decorations this Christmas. And possibly the next one too.
It’s officially time. It’s advent and it’s officially okay to start basking in all the wonders that are Christmas. I have lit the first candle, we’ve put up our star in the window and I’ve had saffron buns and ginger bread. Me Made and I went out to brunch with friends and had a great time. Then we walked slowly through the city and looked at the lights and chatted with out friends (those last two might have been me, or rather, I think all of it was just me since Me Made doesn’t walk but rides in the stroller, and slept the entire walk and therefore neither looked at lights nor chatted with friends).
It’s simply been a great weekend and I hope the rest of December will be the same.
Sorry for another post with the same view but I need to remember this. I took this picture yesterday morning and it was such a lovely sight. Later in the day we had some snow mixed with rain and the temperature rose and today all we have is rain and gloomy November skies. If that is a sign of how the rest of the winter will be, I will be sad. Therefore I prefer remembering this, the ice on the river, the frost on the ground, the cold and the pink skies. Let’s keep our fingers crossed for a white winter.
Fall has fallen and it’s really November. I know a lot of people don’t like November but I do, as I’ve mentioned before. It’s gloomy and rainy and unusually warm for the season butI can’t help but think that we’re almost in December and Christmas is just around the corner. I’m not sure how I feel about that, I know it will be a more stressful time for me overall, and not just due to Christmas, but I hope I will get some of that Christmas feeling as well.
I don’t mind the gloom right now either, I’m too busy to notice anything else anyway. If only I can finish a sock before it’s time to unwrap the gifts, I’m happy.
Embracing the Friday feeling by going out for coffee. The café actually served lent buns which I’ve never seen in store before Christmas before. My friend had one and said it was great. It actually felt a little mischievous, lent bun in November. That’s unheard of. Once you get to a certain age you don’t need much to feel mischievous, but that’s fine, it makes it easier to spice things up in life.
I’ve had this song stuck on my brain all day. “Woke up it’s my birthday.” Well, yes it is! I’ve had a good one too. I woke up early (because someone woke me up early, but with presents and singing and cake and so, no, someone else was hungry) and had a soft morning. Then I headed to school to do a recording for an exam with my class mates. After that me and a friend went out for coffee.
Then I had cake at work, not due to birthday but for other reasons, and then I had bought pastries for my students. All in all I’ve had a lot of sugar today which is perfectly in order and exactly what you are supposed to have on your birthday. I also got good books and greetings and love and had a great day.
The students were happy too… 😉
This fall is golden! All the leaves and the sun at everything is just gold colored. The river is peaceful and can’t you just see Rat and Mole from The Wind in the Willows pottering about and making their home ready for winter all the while Toad is driving past them in his motorcar? I imagine this is not far from how they live. There is just something very poetic about it all, the fall, the river and The Wind in the Willows.
Gold could perhaps be the color of this fall but I don’t know. There is no call of the color, so to speak. There wasn’t last year either and it seems I didn’t even notice. I was feeling queezy most of last fall though and felt like I was always going head-wind on my bike in a hurry, which is pretty accurate. There simply was no time for a fall color. This year I at least notice that there is so fall color yet but that doesn’t change the fact that there is no fall color yet. It could be light purple, I’m wearing quite a lot of that, but that’s not it. It could be golden though. I still have to marinate the thought a bit first though.
Well, technically it’s fall but still. We can also enjoy the pleasures of fall. The light. Being semi young in this in credible town and watch new students arrive. The smell of late night lectures and setting sun. The light. I love it. It’s different depending on the season but oh, so lovely no matter what time of the year it is. You just have to stop and look at it.