And may all your Christmases be...

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‘Twas the night before Christmas and all though the blogsphere not a creature was stirring not even a computer mouse. Doubtful indeed, but there is a certain calm that settles over even the vast and wondrous realm that is the interwebs on Christmas and the circle of days immediately before and after it.

This is a good thing, a beautiful thing even, for it means that many are spending time focusing on the holidays and taking a much needed breather - if only for a day or two - from the web. It's not going anywhere, but before we can blink the holidays will be over again, so it's worth enjoying a momentary pause in the name of Christmas this week.

Of course I'm not saying that you shouldn't post today or tomorrow, by all means do so, if you like, I'm just remarking on how I always sense a very brief lull in the general amount of blogging activity in general between about the 22nd and 27th of December (and then to a lesser extent right around, and on, New Year's Day). I won't be posting tomorrow myself either, but will be back bright and early on Boxing Day morn.

Like many, I adore, cherish and revere Christmas. Its bright-eyed wonder, hopeful promises, and gentle elegance is unlike any other time of the year. I've had a terrific December, full of all the very best things that the month of Christmas should contain, and am excited beyond words to celebrate tomorrow with my nearest and dearest.

It is my wish to all of you, wherever in this vast, amazing world of ours that you live, that tomorrow abounds with joy and good cheer, laughter and merriment, gifts both of the heart and of the kind that come wrapped in a pretty bow, more food than you could ever begin to eat in one sitting, hugs from those you see rarely, smiles shared under the glistening holiday lights, a childlike sense of wonder, old memories to reminisce about and new ones to recall fondly for the rest of your days.

And, if only in spirit, as Bing first sung all the years ago, may all your Christmases be white.

Merry Christmas wishes and love, everybody!

Saturday Snapshots: Christmas 2012 edition

{Oh what I - and a great many of you - wouldn't give to have this fabulous prop for use in our own family portrait Christmas cards.}




{The stockings were hung by the silverware chest with care, in the hopes that St. Nicolas soon would be there.}




{It's matching holiday outfits all around for this trio of sisters, with little brother coordinating quite nicely, too, in his festive red plaid shirt.}




{A family eagerly awaits their festive feast in this super easy to relate to image from December 1949.}




{The weather outside might be a touch frightful, but that isn't stopping this group of 1950s youngsters from belting out Christmas carols with all their might.}




{Three generations, spanning junior through grandpa, pitch in to help trim the tree in this classic slice-of-life shot from 1954.}




{The holidays can sure take a lot out of you at times, no matter how cute and - normally - rambunctious a cowboy you are.}




{In this heartwarming photo titled "Mom and Kat", a mother dressed in pale blue gazes down lovingly at her her baby, creating an image that cannot help but make one think of the classic nativity scene.}

{Group shots are a standard must when the family gathers for the holidays, and this black and white portrait 1959 embodies the spirit of so many like it that have been taken over the years: a range of ages, expressions, and excitement levels captured forever on film.}

{With wide-eyed wonderment a darling little girl looks up at the towering Christmas tree, a doll - perhaps a new present - cradled in her arms, as all the innocence and wonder of youth radiates from her sweet face.}


{All images above are from Flickr. To learn more about a specific image, please click on it to be taken to its respective Flickr page.}


 


Good years do not necessarily come often or easy. Like bumper harvests, blue moons and spirit bears, they sometimes elude for a very long time. This year however, when all (minus the nine remaining days) was said and done, was a very good one. It ushered in much needed change, brought increased happiness, moved thousands of miles, set up a new home, spend countless hours with beloved relatives, made new friends, thrifted and yard saled, baked, photographed and poised, blogged, created, dreamed, cried tears of joy, laughed, and celebrated.

For there was - and still is - much to be grateful for, and never has this year, or the approaching holiday season, looked more beautiful than it does right now, the twinkling gleam of holiday lights waltzing in the background, the smell of gingerbread cookies and hot cocoa wafting through the air.

Christmas has indeed waved its magic wand over this place, this grand and glorious world of ours, but this year, for Tony and I, it didn't have to work as hard or wave as vigorously as it often has. The universe had already sprinkled its own generous dose of wonder over us and set our hearts ablaze with smiles and gratitude.

As 2012 winds down and Christmas looms just three sleeps away, I am acutely aware that years like this are a rarity. The tough ones always return. Yet swept up in the merriment of the season, tummy full of festive eats, Bing crooning us with carols from the record player, I can't help but look at life through Christmas rose coloured glasses and view the world as a very lovely place these days.

It is my sincerest hope that, no matter the year you've had up until this point, the holidays and these last tinsel covered days of December will leave you each feeling as though all is merry and bright, and more than a little bit beautiful, too.