All these wonderful memories came flooding back this year when I realized I finally had a place to put these cute Christmas plates.
John and Jane gave them to me one year for Christmas.
I have always loved them.
They are so cute and folksy, cheery and fun.
Can't you see the determination in their faces? We found our Christmas tree, now home to decorate.
Shall we dance my love?
(Please forgive my inability to hold the camera still. One day I'll take non-blurry pictures. But not this day. This day I failed.)
These cute plates have been stashed away all this time in their box of tissue. A few years I have found a place for them, but mostly they've remained in the box tucked inside the storage tote. This year though, they get to come out of hiding and bring joy and smiles.
To the left of my kitchen sink is the stairwell to the basement. This past August I finally painted it for the first time since we've lived in the parsonage. Then I had David hang this shelf so I could put a decorative platter on top.