the original photo here is of a sculpture of a mother and child, and stands at the entrance to Hadlock Field, a minor league baseball park in Portland. There are many sculptures there, celebrating children, play and baseball.
Play is often talked about as if it were a relief from serious learning. But for children play is serious learning. Play is really the work of childhood.
Mostly Christmas is a happy holiday, family and friends gather close to home and share their love and joy! This card is not for them, except as a reminder, it's for everyone far from home and family this holiday... We miss you and wish you were here, we send you love and hope and prayers for safety...
My Mom loved Christmas above all other holidays. In my earliest memories she would send my dad and me, ans as they came, my sister and brother, out in the first week of December with a detailed description of the Christmas tree she wanted. My dad tried so hard, but some years he had to break out the saw and drill to "improve" our tree. There are ornaments on my mom'c collection that are way older than me--including one that my dad made in grade school in the 1930's.
But, her favorite Christmas decoration of all was angels!
She had dozens, maybe hundreds (one year I gave her a set of 12 ceramic angel candle holders--they were cream colored and when holding red candles they graced a shelf for several years. Over those years , our family members gifted her with new angels every year, ceramic, spun glass, wood, straw, cloth, yarn and anything an angel could be made of. once I gave her one quite like this.
Every time I see Christmas angel these days I get a little teary, and a little smiley for my mom who is surely a Christmas angel in God's heaven.
This month's spotted photo theme at ihanna's blog is Winter Trees. I took these photos in 2010, in my neighborhood in Boston.
The first is a shot through the front windshield of the car while driving down the VFW Parkway (I wasn't driving). The parkway's median strip and both sides are home to quite possibly hundreds of huge old oak trees. It's a beautiful sight any time of the year.
This shot is the parkway again, this time a view down the sidewalk..
This one is a branch of the hydrangea tree that grows outside my front window, the dried bloom is dusted with snow and framed against the winter sky. It's one of those photos that I look at and think..."did I really take that..."