I've been nesting here - staying put, creating some art, just vaguely "putzing" around. I've accomplished a bit of cleaning, discarding, and sorting, but mostly...well, I've been curled up reading and munching some Christmas cookies. Due to a combination of dangerous to travel weather, and a car refusing to cooperate, I've been holed up here. I'm liking it just fine. It's been a time to recoop, to dream, to sleep.
Insulators (what you see in the photo to the right) captured my heart a while ago. I've just never known quite what to do with them, so, I've resisted their siren's song. What seems so very magical, provided a very basic and functional service in the past. Go here for some information! Wandering through an antique/junk store awhile back, I found that they could be magic indeed, and at only a few dollars, very affordable magic!
In this small whimsy filled store, a display caught my eye. Someone had scattered insulators and Bell jars across a mirror. I simply stared in awe and could only imagine what it might look like lit. Grinning, it took little to convince Phil that we needed that mirror and a few insulators. We'd already collected the jars and I knew Michaels would provide some inexpensive silver bits to gussy them up! I also collect cake stands and imagined them stacked wtih an angel on top, standing proudly next to a silver bird nesting inside a silver cage. I even had some "snow" bought the previous year on clearance! Blue and white Christmas balls waited patiently at home as well. I knew I could make some magic.
I happily spent one morning twining bits of silver and white around the necks of the jars. White Pointsettias cheerfully got clipped off a garland nabbed on clearance. I poured "snow" into the bottoms, and filled the larger jars with the blue and white Christmas balls. I carefully nestled silver candles inside clear votive cups and snuggled them down into the snow in the smaller jars. I added some silver and white candles resting on silver candleholders. Silver jingle bells filled white organza pouches and nestled on the lower of the cake stands. Crystal snowflakes and more snow got scattered on the mirror (and on the table and floor!)
We lit them all for Christmas breakfast and let them burn throughout the day. When the sun shines, tiny bits of blue light dance across my walls.
Growing up with a grandfather in the Russian Orthodox faith, we celebrated a second Christmas on January 6th. Our tree never comes down before that, and if it's not an outright fire hazard has been known to stay up longer. I love the lights and warmth on these dark cold days of winter.
Be safe this New Year's Eve. We have no "great" plans here, other than to stay put and relax. But then again, you never do know! After all the car is out of the shop...