All through the house

The tree is up - in a new place again this year and without ornaments. Guess they will be put on later today between sneezes. So, instead of a decorated tree, I'll think of Santas all through the house.

It all started when mother gave me the Coke Santa seen first to the left on top of the television cabinet nearly 40 years ago. Since then, the Santas have arrived one or two a year. There are a few that I made, like the Santa on the wall. Another came from Mike's childhood home and others were made by the children or given to me as gifts. The items on the table are mostly boxes with places for hidden treasures or musicboxes. The grandchildren love to watch as the figures inside the musicboxes move around to the music.
















Guess you could say, "I Believe in Santa" just as the sign in the window below proclaims. That handsome fellow perched on the mantel was made by my sister Susan. As were the Santa sleigh and reindeer atop my great-great-great grandfather's hutch. The Santas fill the house from top to bottom. They are on every surface, and on the walls. Some are store bought, others are handmade, they are old and new, come in all sizes and shapes and are made from all kinds of materials.




Santas also fill the tree. I've never counted them - how about you.

Can you tell that the Santas share a tradition with the tree? They too are seldom in the same place from one year to the next.

Merry Christmas Y'All.