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Thursday, December 16, 2010

Have Santa's elves kept me busy?

...........well.........good golly, it has been a while, hasn't it!! It's that time of year when all those cutey elves have you working your tail off in festive happiness (or is that madness!!). There is lots to catch up. I couldn't let Christmas pass without sharing a Christmas Keepsake with all our Snickerdoodle friends near & far!!

It's our traditions that make this whole Festive season come alive with magic & wonder. It's a time to share, our gifts, but most importantly - love, laughter, joy, hope & cherished memories with our family & friends!!

Let me share a little Christmas tale, one of my favourites with you all.

"The Night Before Christmas"
by: Clement Clarke Moore

'Twas the night before Christmas, & all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In the hope that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds.
While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads.
And Mama in her kerchief, & I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap;

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew in a flash,
Tore open the shutters & threw up the sash.

The moon on the breat of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of midday to objects below.
When what to my wondring eyes should appear
But a miniature sleigh & eight tiny reindeer.

With a little old friver so lively & quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled & shouted & called them by name:

"Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer! Now, Vixen!
On, comet! On, Cupid! On, Doner! On, Blitzen!
to the top of the porch, to the top of the wall1
Now, dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of toys, & Saint Nicholas, too.

And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof
The prancing & pawing of each tiny hoof.
As I drew in my head, & was turning around,
Down the chimney Saint Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes & soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes - how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
His droll little mouth was drawn up in a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath.
He was chubby & plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.

A wink of his eye & a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
he spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings - then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle;

But I heard him exclaim 'ere he drove out of sight,

Have a wonderful Christmas full of joy & whimsical wishes!!

ps: Part of this wonderful story... can be found in a delightful stitchery - The Night Before.... by Cinderberry Stitches. Spend some time with a needle & thread... stitch this gorgeous stitchery during your Christmas break... it'll be ready for Christmas in July & the next festive season. It's available at Bee Sew Whimsical

The Night Before...
design by: Cinderberry Stitches

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