Date: 10 December 2020. Christmas
Optimism is a trait I endeavor to
always present to the world. When mine is gone, I continue onward.
Then the old "fake it until you make it" lessons of yesteryear are
put into practice. That sunny outlook often comes into play when I
guesstimate how much time a particular task will take. My oh my, but
I surely can minimize the struggle.
For instance, there are my
Christmas decorations... Those are stored under my bunk. Though just
one box and a small bag of lights, getting to same is a definite
chore. That involves removing most of my clothing as "Christmas
aboard Seaweed" is
tucked into the far forward port side of that storage locker.
By utilizing a single box, I limit the
amount of Christmas decorations. My collecting
capabilities are quite impressive. I simply do not have the space
for all I could conceivably want.
Long time boaters will inevitably say things along the lines of "dig
out" and "empty" when retrieving
seldom utilized items. Storage spaces for items used infrequently
are often in nearly inaccessible spots.
One tradition enjoyed for the past
dozen years is displaying a poinsettia plant.
The first was a gift from Eric. He is the nephew of
my friend Mabel.
While in the boatyard, Eric bought all
the ladies on boats a poinsettia plant. It added such a bright
spot of happiness to my Seaweed. Since then, when possible I
buy another small poinsettia plant.
poinsettia reminds me of Eric, and his family too.
Eric, Mabe and Eric's dad
My Christmas decorations are a
tangible representation of my history.
The mittens ↑
were a gift from Ken. They belonged to him when he was a little boy.
Side Note: there are two mittens in
the above picture.
Ken lives aboard Sparrow,
a 1959 Rhodes Bounty II. She's a gem. He's great too.
These were from my Grandma's collection of ornaments. I only have
the three left.
This grandma (Daddy's mother) was born in the 1890's.
Time really does fly by...
It seems like only yesterday
that I was this sweet young thing.
Mother sewed this dress for me.
The Santa Seahorse and
the blue Kelpie were gifts from my friend Cheryl on Island Time.
The parrot peeking out from the bottom of the picture
was a present from Ken.
As you may be able to
tell, for me Christmas is a time of reflection on all that is good
in my world. I am thankful for friends and readers too.
Thank you for being a part of my world. I appreciate that.
I'd love to hear what you put on your Christmas tree.
And, what is your favorite holiday?
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Thanksgiving 2020 and Shopping ~
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