If it's white, crystal or silver it goes on the black Christmas tree. ~
The angels my daughters made for me so many years ago keep their place of honour over the mantel. A snowy owl and a couple of snowflakes hanging from the urns will work. On the fireplace a grey and white winter angel presides over a bowl of "ice chips". ~
I'm still in declutter mode and determined to work with only things that I have on hand. I WILL NOT BUY A SINGLE ORNAMENT! Remind me of that when I go shopping at Michael's tomorrow.
A wind storm kindly left me lots of fallen branches in the yard and I popped a few in a vase with some 'passed their prime' silk poinsettias. It doesn't really show in the pic but the poinsettias perked up nicely with some glue and glitter. The branches are perfect for hanging some dollar store snowflakes.
The library is the first room you enter from the front door. It's a very dark room and difficult to photograph so you'll have to trust me that there is plenty of glitter and sparkle in here. ~
The larger set of bookcases gets the frozen treatment as well with silver branches, ice chips and Christmas photos. ~
If it says snow or ice to me it finds it's way into the library. Lots of little things are down for the kids to explore and play with. ~
This is the kind of grandma house where kids get to touch things, even the antiques. One of my grandmas had a house where nothing could be touched and the other one had a house where kids could actually have fun. I know which kind of grandma is the kind you actually want to visit!
I haven't done much with the other end of the room yet but I'm sure more winter things will make their way there as I root through the Christmas bins. If I'm lucky, the kids will want to take something home with them and the clutter will become my daughter's problem.
This is the end of the room near the front door. ~
Well, that's the first day of my very late start to Christmas decorating.
But, what would a post from me be without a cat picture. Clara Jane just had to get up on the chair with the polar bear that the kids tormented last year. He looks like he has a bad case of mange now. That's the polar bear I'm referring to, not the cat. The cat is as fine a specimen of pampered, rescued feral cat as you will ever see!
Next post I'll show you some close ups of how I do the bookcases up without spending a penny!