The first two turn my thoughts to my husband. This one was purchased in 2002 when we celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary with a trip to Grenada . . .
. . . and this one was made around 30 years ago by my beloved's then much younger hands.
I received this fiddle-playing Santa from one of my sisters a few years back. She thought, and I agreed, that it was a dead ringer for my dad (who played the fiddle and also sported a beard in his later years).
The next three are some of my favorite tree ornaments from childhood. The first one used to be part of a set depicting various elements of the nativity scene. To my knowledge, this is the only remaining one.
And of course, Santa and Mrs. Claus always get a special spot!
This nativity set was a gift to my mother from a coworker when I was about 3 years old. My mother's friend died of liver cancer about a year later. This set is starting to show its age and has had several pieces glued back together over the years, but I still love it. I have been considering buying a new nativity set but have never seen one I like as much as this one.
This Rudolph will walk down a slanted surface. As you can see, he has had his share of injuries over the years. He is now in the care of my daughter, who I am sure will protect him from further harm.
Isn't it wonderful how the unpacking of the boxes at Christmastime can take one back in time, calling up memories of Christmases past in the same way certain smells conjure up former times and places? Time to put these all to bed for a while, but I will look forward to seeing them again in about 11 months!