Ta da! Drum roll please. I did it. After seeming weeks…well days…well hours in days…the Christmas Village is up and running. I may be exaggerating just a little, but it feels like weeks.
I have no idea why I put myself through this year after year. It all began with a cute little Dickensian house and a tree or two and it’s morphing into a whole damn town, complete with people doing Dickensian things.
Just love the robins on the trees. So cute.
The kids love the horses. Not too sure what is being delivered here, hope it’s a large barrel of rum; it looks blooming cold and it might warm them up a bit. I’m compelled to acknowledge that anything below fifty degrees is cold to me, so I’m probably not the best judge.
Wait, this is my Dickensian village, where’s the little urchin chimney sweep? I confess I do have one, I just can’t bring myself to put it out…I always feel so sorry for those little mites forced to clean those mucky chimneys. Plus, I can’t find it. Does that make me a bad person?
For those of you who think villages are cute and they should have at least one, may I recommend re-reading the first paragraph… hours, days, weeks…and then think again. I still don’t know why I do it.
7 thoughts on “Why Do I Do It?”
Could it be one of those lovely traditions carried out with Love ?
If I was a betting man, which I’m not, I’d put money on the Love angle being why you do it.
Thank you for sharing it with us !
Talking about Dickens did you know that it is the 200 anniversary of his birth next year! The BBC is making many programmes to celebrate!
I didn’t know that Brian. I hope they show it here in the States it sounds really interesting.
Well it certainly is worth your effort. We all so enjoy it.
it is so festive and beautiful
your little sprites will love it
do you ever move a little person around in the village?
sort of a where’s waldo?
Now that made me laugh! And the answer is, not yet, but I like the idea!