Happy New Year..

My dear friends all over the world join me in this little merry dance...I wish you joy.....Happy New Year everybody....

Panting..CANCAN..Toulouse Lautrec.

Wassail...

Wassail

Bringing wassail bowl to the elfs...
To drink today......on a merry New years Eve....Have fun everyone..

6 cups ale pinch of cloves
1 cup sugar pinch of nutmeg
pinch of cinnamon 6 eggs, beaten
pinch of ginger 4 roasted apples

Pour ale in a saucepan and heat. Add sugar and spices
and bring to a boil. Remove from heat. Gradually add a
small amount of the hot mixture to the beaten eggs, as
for custard. Return to saucepan and cook, stirring
constantly, until slightly thickened. Place apples in a
heat-proof punch bowl, and pour the hot mixture over
As they drank they said the old Saxon phrase, 'wass hael', meaning 'to your health.' Hence this came to be recognized as the wassail or wassel bowl.

iiits.."in between"Monday..

Between Christmas and New years eve there is always some work to be done...This lady takes it very seriously..I don't..everything can wait till next year...Anyway its much to cold for cleaning windows in Holland ...we are having an Ice wave..

Frozen words...

In a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are spoken, and after some time then become visible as ice flowers on your window...

Back to the drawing board..

Time to work ...this is a drawing belonging to "the Shoe story".
There is still a lot to be done....

Quiet..

I love to take a walk in the city on a Christmas day..its quiet and friendly..People on there way to visit family..children happy..A peaceful rest after the Christmas rush...

Painting..Childe Hassam.

Christmas morning....

Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind....

Dashing through the snow...

We are in a hurry...dashing through the wind and snow..Christmas eve......here we come...

Have a wonderful time.....Merry Christmas everyone..

Wonderful...

A Reindeer Kiss.

Today I travel to wonderful Copenhagen,the city of Hans Christian Andersen...

Nyhavnsstuen - H. C. Andersen/Nyhavnsstuen - Hans Christian Andersen
I found a wonderful(museum) site about H.C Andersen..please go see,and you are aloud to touch anything you find interesting..

Back on Tuesday..have a lovely weekend..

Above the fields of snow...

“When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, we hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago, and etched on vacant places are half-forgotten faces of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know.”

Ella Wheeler Wilcox (American poet and writer 1850-1919)
Painting..Walk trough the snow..Walter Mcadam.

Lets have a Ball......

Victorian Dancing Etiquette

"One should be scrupulous and not wound the prejudices of a friend by sending her an invitation to a ball when it is well known she is conscientiously opposed to dancing."

Dance with grace and modesty, neither affect to make a parade of your knowledge; refrain from great leaps and ridiculous jumps, which would attract the attention of all towards you....

iiiits a Christmas rush..Monday!

Making lists...shopping..baking..cleaning..bying presents,a million things to do before Christmas...slow down..Take a deep breath...make some time for yourself!You deserve it...we have been such good girls!
So, Santa baby.....................

Treasure-hunt..

When I was a little girl nothing was so exiting then a secret treasure hunt in the big cupboard in our livingroom.My mother used to keep the most beautiful things..silver..delicate porselene..chrystal..the finest linens..old photographs..juwellery..A lot of those beautiful things now are in my livingroom cupboard..a real treasure..but the greatest treasure I believe where those magical secret moments...
If you like to go treasure hunting then please come back tomorow..Its going to be a Sunday full of surprises...click the image on the right..and find a treasure..

"You are quite welcome...

Well whats this..a fairy..no its little Thumbelina..
You poor little creature,” said the field-mouse, who was really a good old field-mouse, “come into my warm room and dine with me.” She was very pleased with Thumbelina, so she said, “You are quite welcome to stay with me all the winter, if you like; but you must keep my rooms clean and neat, and tell me stories, for I shall like to hear them very much.” And Thumbelina did all the field-mouse asked her, and found herself very comfortable...

I wish you al a very comfortable weekend...

All I want for Christmas..

Well,there we go......see you all later....

Do you have a wish list for Christmas...
All I want for Christmas is....my family being together,joy and laughter,and maybe SNOW,because Christmases should be white!

In the air...

We're Walking In The Air
We're Floating In The Moonlit Sky
The People Far Below Are Sleeping As We Fly

I'm Holding Very Tight
I'm Riding In The Midnight Blue
I'm Finding I Can Fly So High Above With You

Far Across The World
The Villages Go By Like Dreams
The Rivers And The Hills
The Forest And The Streams

Children Gaze Open Mouth
Taken By Surprise
Nobody Down Below Believes Their Eyes

Yes...two posts today,because I am off tomorrow doing my Cristmas shopping,wish me luck..

So sad...

Bambi...so cute. But do you remember this moment. It always brings tears to my eyes...so sad

ijspret..?

Skating ..In Holland you have to learn how to skate...every winter we wait for some ice-fun..ijspret!

Did you know that the reindeer is the only species of deer in which the female has horns....

iiits..an ordinary Monday..

Life is never just "ordinary"...

There are two ways to live your live..
One is ,as though nothing is a miracle..
The other is, as though everyting is a miracle...

Albert Einstein.

Drawing Arthur Rackham...The little Matchgirl..

Carollers..

We are a band of carollers,
We march through frost and snow,
But care not for the weather
As on our way we go.
At every hall or cottage
That stands upon our way,
We stop to give the people
Best wishes for the day.
We pray a merry Christmas,
Made bright by Christmas cheer,
With peace, and hope, and gladness
And all they may hold dear.
And for all those that happen
To pass us on our way
We have a smile, and wish them

A merry Christmas-day.

Yawning..

Around this time of year I am always very sleepy ..I find myself yawning all day long ..is it because the days are short and dark..we need some more daylight..?
Why do we yawn..the simple truth is that even though humans have been yawning for possibly as long as they have existed, we have no clue as to why we do it...
Well its one of the very small questions we don't have to find an answer for..
There are more important things we would like to know...like to find a way to make this world a better place for everyone..

I wish you a peaceful weekend...

Painting by Degas..

Solitude

“Language... has created the word "loneliness" to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word "solitude" to express the glory of being alone.”

I can enjoy Solitude very much,in fact I really need it...

Painting- Solitude- Frederick Leighton.

WHO..

Who loves the trees best?
'I,' said the Spring;
'Their leaves so beautiful
To them I bring.'
Who loves the trees best?
'I,' Summer said;
'I give them blossoms,
White, yellow, red.'
Who loves the trees best?
'I,' said the Fall;
'I give luscious fruits,
Bright tints to all.'
Who loves the trees best?
'I love them best,'
Harsh Winter answered;
'I give them rest.'
—ALICE MAY DOUGLAS."

Bells..

Humbug!" said Scrooge; and walked across the room.

After several turns he sat down again. As he threw his head back in the
chair, his glance happened to rest upon a bell, a disused bell, that
hung in the room, and communicated, for some purpose now forgotten, with
a chamber in the highest story of the building. It was with great
astonishment, and with a strange, inexplicable dread, that, as he
looked, he saw this bell begin to swing. It swung so softly in the
outset that it scarcely made a sound; but soon it rang out loudly, and
so did every bell in the house..

Picture P.J Lynch