In Michigan, fall is natures way of giving you a memory to hold on to. It goes all out like fireworks before winter. Leaving you with the impression of lovely rainbow hues I would imagine to get you through the black and white of winter. I know a few of my friends will be walking about seeing the beauty in Michigan through their fancy lenses as well. I am excited to see their work! My friend Amelia has already sent me gorgeous photos of our home and surrounding area. I'm so homesick...
The shed in our backyard |
I also love the monochromatic winter. The deep snow. Really lovely deep snow. The shimmering sparkle on the snow in the backyard. The piles of freshly fallen powder that night groomed just before I plow through it with my snowboard. Crisp air that reminds you what air ought to smell and taste like. The mist that comes from your breath. The chill that I get stepping out of the door knowing that when I return home and walk inside it is warm and cozy. There are blankets I've used since I was a baby in this house. The oven is warm and yummy foods are prepared and drinking hot coffee in my grandparents kitchen. The home that will be ours very soon holds so many wonderful memories. We are about to create new traditions and hang on dearly to the old ones.
Home Sweet Home |
But, I have some great Christmas ideas to get me through this time of homesickness. I'm making my grandmother's recipes for my family. Homemade caramels, cookies, and cracker toffee. I hope it will help me connect and feel closer. I need that right now. I will share my recipes as I begin making them in a couple of weeks. Please share your traditions and recipes too!
How bittersweet..... ;-)
ReplyDeleteI know how you are feeling. Many years ago, at Christmas time, I made soap baskets for a bazaar with a dear friend. We somehow lost touch over the years. I miss her most at this time of year. But I just make a new batch of hand made soaps and take to the local charity that makes gift baskets for the needy for Christmas. It seems to make things easier.
ReplyDeleteI love you Lela... I think of you far more often than you might imagine. I hope that we will reconnect in a significant way when I get home. I can't wait to give you hugs and make soap again. xo
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