Christmas is close. This is the best part, it is close enough to start planning and decorating but not too close to throw oneself into panic. This year I plan to enjoy every little piece of this season. I have already started a bit of decorating while I go cleaning (just a little) through the house.
When the girls were small, Christmas time was probably one of the best times during the year, it was such a delight to watch the girls experience all the magic and make toys behind the closed doors. My Sonja felt special since she was celebrating her birthday December 24th and the Christmas Eve morning was always a treat for her. And ever since that Christmas in 1989 when she was born I have felt that I get a special gift that day too.
But then when the girls grew up, the magic sort of disappeared from this season and the anticipation of Christmas became less thrilling. It became an adult celebration of food and more practical gifts and it became less magical, there was less play and I have missed all that. One should never forget to play said our world famous architect Alvar Aalto and I have decided to bring the play back into our Christmas.
Many years have passed since I have made any Christmas decorations, but I have been sewing some this year.
While making these little angels (from this book),
I have found the joy of playing. And I realized that the anticipation really is born through my hands and the Christmas spirit is fed by making and creating.
This first advent is about lighting one candle and about waiting and preparing.
It has been very cold up here for the past week, almost -20 daily, so it is freezing but very beautiful, the trees are all dressed in white.