If you live in an area that gets snow, do you remember your first white Christmas? I do. I was six years old living in Greensboro, when my parents decided to stay with some friends over Christmas. They didn’t live far, but apparently a blizzard was on the way, and they wanted to have us all together on Christmas day. So we went to spend the night on Christmas eve with them. Their home was a split level house, typical of North Carolina homes of the era, with a circular staircase hidden behind a closet door on the second floor leading to a cozy and rustic attic space. Twin beds with warm quilts awaited their daughter and I, and we stayed up very late too excited to sleep. On Christmas morning, I awoke at dawn and looked out the window to see a world of white with more coming down. I remember feeling that magic was happening, and I stayed at the window in the early light watching the snow fall for quite a while. I still have that sense of delight whenever the world turns into a wonderland of snow.
Another memory begins some years ago when my mother began collecting Lenox Holiday Tartan china, and using her set became our holiday tradition for Christmas day at her home. For several years, I gave her pieces of it as well for Christmas gifts. One year, about 3 years before she passed away, she decided she wanted to have our extended family for a Christmas party at her home and make it a formal dinner. She bought more china plates, rented tables, tablecloths and crystal, and hosted 15 at her home. She set up the dinner table as one long table through her dining area and most of the way into the living room. She was an avid tablescaper, and it was gorgeous, set with low candles, gold ornaments and chargers, and all that china. I wish I had a photo of that table, but it was before my blogging days. It was the last time we were all together like that. It was an amazing weekend for us to stay with her, and see family we didn’t often get to see. One of these days, I’ll have a big party again, and have a sumptuous buffet with those plates. When I inherited them, I sold all my Spode Christmas Tree china, as one really doesn’t need three sets of holiday dishes, LOL!
If you enjoy reading stories of traditions and charm, one of my favorite books, The Heart of Christmas published by Victoria is a gem. The book has Christmas traditions across the United States, shares recipes for holiday cookies, candies, breads, scones, cakes, and desserts, and looks at Christmas gifts, decorations, and ornaments. Wonderful writing accompanies Victoria Magazine’s outstanding photography.
Christmas Cookies are a tradition each year, too. I baked a half recipe of my Christmas Vanilla Sugar Cookies this past weekend, and decorated them.
It is wonderful this year to share our memories, and our hopes for making new ones in the future. A group of us sharing a favorite holiday memory, tradition or story have joined Bernie at Needle and Foot for a blog hop. Some of the blogs will have prizes for sharing, and I am one of those too! Have fun hopping today, and reading some stories.
Leave a comment with a memory or tradition from your home, and you’ll be entered in the drawing to win a copy of another wonderful Victoria magazine book, At Table With Family and Friends. Enjoy 200 recipes, tips on serving, menus for all kinds of meals, and historical trivia. Maybe you have a midnight church service you always attend, a special ornament to be placed with tree trimming tradition, cookies to be baked, a special meal to prepare, or a white elephant gift that is passed around in the family. Share your story, and I’ll draw a winner on Saturday.
Do you remember a white Christmas, or a special event with family?
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