Tomorrow is our Newman-side-of-the-family Christmas, which means I can still blog Christmas things and not feel guilty about it. This is good because I happen to have (more than) a few Christmas-y pictures from a visit to a local museum in December.
Art. History. Trains. Christmas. A Mansion. All wrapped up in a billion shiny bows. I went with my sister and her littles and by the end of the night, was thirsty from all my drooling.
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I love how Andrew has his arm around his sister. Awww. Sweet brother. |
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My train boy was in his glory. |
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Lots of displays about how different countries celebrate Christmas. I loved Denmark. |
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Then there was the MANSION part. A real home, once upon a time. Unfathomable (to me, the peasant class.) |
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I want this for my home. |
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This one too. |
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Blurry- but it is all of us. The museum must have been quaking in their boots when they saw us walking in! |
I spent my New Years Day de-sparkling the place...such a sad, plain, empty space it is now. Without all the glitter- it was easy to spot all the dust bunnies and cobwebs from a month (or two) of neglect so I charged after them. I moved furniture and mopped under it all. Washed walls and windowsills. Sorted. Polished. Shined. It felt glorious to start the new year with clean, fresh slate. And when I was done, I realized the house looked sparkly again-just in a different sort of way.
Been thinking about the future a bit too and all my hopes for the new year. I'll share them one of these days. I don't know about you, but I think that this time of year is just plain fun. Brimful of possibilities, life is.
6 comments:
Okay totally bazar to see that mansion. I had a dream about that place not long ago, and I had no idea it existed in real life.
That's a little twilight zone-ish...
whats the name of it would love to see it
Jealous of all the beauteous photos you got- I am calling a "date" with you a little less than a yr from now to do this again, and this time with my camera in hand!! :)
Oh, and is it me, or do Christiana and Judah look alot like lately?? :)
Bonnie~ that is STRANGE. And spooky. And, actually kinda cool. You really ARE A mindreader.
Debbie- it is called Roberson's but it is decked out in its' finest only at the holidays. I've not been any other time so I don't know just how shiny it is throughout the year.
Elizabeth- yes. It's a date!
My mom and I went to that beautiful mansion at Christmas-time YEARS ago. It was amazing!
I can't believe how your children and Elizabeth's children have grown!!! Miss you both!!!
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