Beauty in the Ordinary

This is not about being brilliant, or extraordinary, it's not about wanting to be famous, or making headlines, or trying to impress...this about sharing a 'gift' each day with the world...to lift the spirit of people when they read this blog, to show them the beauty in the ordinary.
"And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it." Raold Dahl

Monday, December 27, 2010



A Magical Christmas.



It's been a wonderful Christmas, and so lovely to have read everyone's stories,
I thank you all for taking the time to write and post.

Christmas at 303 Little House was celebrated as usual with family and loved ones.
Yet, this Christmas was different, perhaps a little of the magic of the season
crept back into it for me.

I think it's a lovely way to end the year with a celebration of coming together.

It's not about gift buying, Father Christmas or Religion.
It's about being able to allow your heart to open just a little bit more,
to grow a little bit bigger, to be able to show others that you care.

It's stories like John's over at Going Gently, who had to thaw frozen pipes
with hairdryers, and cook warm spaghetti for his hens to boost
their calorie intake during the cold days they have had to endure.

And stories like Cro's, at Magnons Meanderings,
who had to celebrate Christmas alone because of flight delays,
but is now looking forward to a reunion.

And for me it's about carousels, and imagination, about being childlike again,
allowing the possibility of something magical to touch my life.

Eating gifts of homemade salted caramels


And drinking homemade Bailey's Irish Cream

Both made and wrapped so beautifully
by my daughter-in-law Trisha.
(Thank you Honey)

And making , my sister, J', chocolate rum ball recipe,
in the kitchen with my daughter.

And waking up Christmas morning
by my excited grandsons, and watching my son
make his delicious french toast for us all.


I'm not going to be drawn into the commercialism of Christmas
nor kept away from celebrating it by the self righteous.

What I felt while riding the carousel on Christmas Eve will stay with me forever.

The feeling of going around, and around and up and down,

The feeling that life is beautiful

and every day is a brand new day

worth living in love and happiness.




4 comments:

  1. Homemade Baileys! Trisha, my darling...send your AJ the recipe!
    Your Christmas sounds heavenly Sis...remember though 2011 is you and me!

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  2. Just sipping on the Bailey's right now Sis...so delicious!
    Yes J. Christmas 2011 is for you and me...lets start thinking how we want it to look!...the northern lights are calling me!

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  3. Sounds like such a wonderful time. Glad it was good.

    The horse at the top is the perfect image for your thoughts.

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  4. Wish I had read this post earlier! It really was a lovely, lovely Christmas. We loved spending it with you. The carousel was magical wasn't it? I felt such joy and happiness riding on my little zebra! I asked Jack last night, as our holidays came to a close, what was his favorite part of it all...and for him it was Christmas Eve too. :)

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