tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post6514157365162430469..comments2023-12-13T04:08:28.957-06:00Comments on Halcyon Days: Christmas in the Country sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-73658597607955168722012-12-13T19:59:59.473-06:002012-12-13T19:59:59.473-06:00Seems homes never used to have exterior lights as ...Seems homes never used to have exterior lights as they do nowadays. A tree in the living, a wreath on the front door, candles in the windows -- that was about it. I suppose that's the reason the lights in town at Christmas were so special.sandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-84258145788380413802012-12-12T14:43:25.027-06:002012-12-12T14:43:25.027-06:00Wonderful to read about getting the tree. Your Da...Wonderful to read about getting the tree. Your Dad just knew what had to be done didn't he? Although I wasn't raised in the country, our town never had the spectacular store window displays found in the big cities and most people didn't have elaborate yard lights and so forth. It was still fun to ride around and see what there was to see.<br /><br />DarlaDarlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02729017606957829830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-30747021264969597892012-12-12T11:55:19.176-06:002012-12-12T11:55:19.176-06:00That old saying, "If Mama ain't happy ain...That old saying, "If Mama ain't happy ain't nobody happy" is oh so true!! (But perhaps that saying is only known here in the American South?)sandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-76051653857345668222012-12-12T11:53:43.740-06:002012-12-12T11:53:43.740-06:00You have great memories of Christmas past as well....You have great memories of Christmas past as well. It's hard to imagine Christmas coming in the hot weather, but it's all a matter of reference, isn't it? My grandmother cooked on a wooden stove for many years as well. Seems food tasted so good cooked that way. <br /><br />You are quite the musical person!sandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-14997139344822867572012-12-12T11:51:53.337-06:002012-12-12T11:51:53.337-06:00I had completely forgotten about the wind from the...I had completely forgotten about the wind from the opening front door blowing off the icicles! Another good memory and thanks for adding that. And I remember how we used to beg to leave the tree up until New Years Day but how mother was so ready to get it out the back door! All those pine needles dirtying up the floor!sandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-88178432112690682402012-12-12T07:54:58.765-06:002012-12-12T07:54:58.765-06:00Such a charming memory from your childhood,mothers...Such a charming memory from your childhood,mothers had to be pleased. IdaJudith https://www.blogger.com/profile/03634258386057489997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-33160192618004415692012-12-12T04:36:54.698-06:002012-12-12T04:36:54.698-06:00What a lovely story, and for me the best part is t...What a lovely story, and for me the best part is the idea of being out in the frost and snow to find the tree! Christmas comes in Australia mid-summer and my childhood memories are set against a backdrop of intense heatwaves. We always travelled to my grandfather's place, about 5 hours away, and my mother slaved over an old wood-burning stove to produce a hot roast chicken meal with all the trimmings, followed by plum pudding, cream and custard. How we loved it! From the age of 8 or 9 I organised my younger siblings, and each year produced a concert for the adults on Christmas night. My first effort involved a Nativity play, and we grabbed the youngest baby in the family and popped him into the scene when Mary & Joseph has positioned themselves. Always great fun, and it helps being the eldest of six!Patriciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11685403215601517267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-45715752147929418782012-12-11T19:34:30.769-06:002012-12-11T19:34:30.769-06:00What a sweet, sweet post and I remember it like it...What a sweet, sweet post and I remember it like it was yesterday! How special that tree was and it was definitely a short lived thing. Up a week before Christmas and out the door, sometimes the night of the 25th. Another thingI remember so well - the front door was on the north side, and each time someone came in and out that door all those icicles blew off and had to be put back on!!! Such good memories!!!! Edith Kenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10064143456339054752noreply@blogger.com