🍾✨ HAPPY NEW YEAR! ✨🍾
May this New Year lay an abundance of love, light and blessings upon your door. x
{New Year’s Eve Celebration | 1957 | Stan Wayman | Pinned HERE}Â
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And now is the time we continue to make merry on these most sacred of days as we soak up as much as we can from the time that is left in this year before crossing the bridge into the new.
And this New Year is going to bring big adventures and a lot of changes for us. So for now, we’re visiting with loved ones, we’re relishing in the quiet, we’re moving slowly and thoughtfully and drinking in all this year has left to over.
We’re cobbling together sandwiches with leftovers. We’re watching old Christmas movies while working on jigsaw puzzles. We’re going on long walks and drinking in the fresh air only to race home for hot chocolates. We’re dancing in the kitchen and making Christmas cocktails.
We’re taking a breath, as we stand on the cusp of what has been and what has yet to be.
{A Long Winter’s Nap | 1956 | Found | Pinned HERE}
May this New Year lay an abundance of love, light and blessings upon your door. x
{October 1950: American model Joan Vohs poses for a new year greetings card. | Photo by Keystone/Getty Images | Pinned HERE}
And now we walk in the hallowed ground of the ”in-between” days. The space between Christmas and New Year’s Eve. The merrymaking of Christmas has gone by in a flash and now we move with a a slower pace. Visiting with family and friends, watching Christmas movies by the glow of twinkle lights, cobbling together sandwiches from leftovers, while playing board games and going on long strolls with hot chocolates in hand.
The days are quieter, less hustle and bustle, but oh, so vital to our souls. There is a rhythm and a pace to this space that is all its own.
These days are special, they are our last days of the year as our slow meandering brings us to the bridge we will cross over into a New Year in just a few days. They are a time to be still, to reflect on what has been and to hope for what could be in the future. It is a sacred time, as we wait for what is to come and relish in what has been.
These days hold a magic all of their own, they hold so little and yet, they hold so very much. We must endeavour to drink them in with full hearts as we mindfully move forward before the flame of this year is snuffed out.
{Retro Christmas tree decorations including popcorn strings | 1979 | “Popcorn is probably the most traditionally American decoration because it’s the only indigenous one”, says Mrs. Henry Lochte, production chairman of the annual Christmas tree exhibit at the Cheekwood Fine Arts Center in Nashville, Tennessee | Found HERE | Pinned HERE}
Although, I find setting goals both personally and professionally, important. I feel that this is the time of year where it is equally important to simply be. To let things wash over you, to move with the season. Winter in the natural world is a time of rest, a season that supports rebirth in the spring.
Our current working culture does not allow for this to easily happen. It’s head first, jump in and just keep swimming. It’s not a straightforward road to walk, to find the balance between “being” and “doing”.
This is a season where we need to consciously make time to rest, to move a little slower, to breathe. And so, we shall continue to have the glow of our twinkle lights for awhile longer and linger at the table after dinner while a record spins and take opportunities as they present themselves to simply be still. Because we are now within the darkest part of the year, the part where we need the most light, the most twinkle and glow; where we need to be cozy, where we need to relish in the season that we are in and look forward to the season that is yet to come.
Last Tuesday, I had to walk past my first dumped Christmas tree of winter. I thought my heart was going to break, I know there will be more to come as I’ve already witnessed it. After all the warmth and twinkling lights, it’s so sad to see nothing but darkened windows. So for a little while longer, I’m going to share a few more moments of sparkle and glow before all of that disappears with the yule log ashes.
{A quick snap of an adorable snowman on top of one of the Christmas trees at Lamb House. | This year the theme was a 1970s Christmas based on the time period that Rumer Godden lived within those walls. It was a delicious step back in time!}
🥂🍾 Happy New Year!! 🍾🥂
May this year lay an abundance of blessings, love and light at your door.
{Midnight Toast – As the clock strikes twelve to usher in the year 1951, one of Hollywood’s happiest couples, Anne Baxter and John Hodiak, are prepared for a New Year’s toast. Both are enjoying top honors in Hollywood, Miss Baxter’s newest success being her brilliant performance in the 20th Century-Fox production, “All About Eve.” | Pinned HERE}
We stand on the cusp of one year slipping away and a new one about to dawn.
So much has happened in these past 365 days. It’s somewhat bittersweet to say goodbye. But, we’re greeting this new year to come with open arms.
May this coming year hold beauty for us all.
Let the countdown begin…
{Nina Foch and dress designer Jean Louis sipping champagne at Samuel Spiegle’s New Year’s Eve party | 1949 | Peter Stackpole/The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images}
And here we tread again, on this most hallowed of ground. These last few days to soak up what has been, what could have been and what is yet to come.
After the hustle and bustle and merrymaking, these quiet days of reflecting and simply being are some of my most cherished.
We move slowly and quietly, drinking it all in. Watching movies, playing games, working on the crossword puzzle together. Christmas records spin while we sit by the glow of the Christmas tree. We go for long strolls and cobble together sandwiches from the leftover turkey.
We haven’t taken for granted that our refrigerator is full of food, that we are able to put our heating on and that we wake up safe and warm with a roof over our heads, when there are many who are not in this position.
All too soon, the days will move far too quickly for me and this treasured time of being together will vanish with a snap of fingers, like Cinderella’s coach turning back into a pumpkin. The spell will be broken and we will go back to our “normal” routines. But for now, I’m holding on tightly to the pleasure of being in the moment and I’m not wishing one second away.
These “in-between” days still hold so much and so little. There is much magic in their offering and rhythm and so we are mindful of our steps as we move toward the bridge that will take us from one year into the next.
{Christmas Tree | 1960 | Troy Bradberry’s Kodachrome & Vintage Color Collection | Pinned HERE}
As with every New Year we stand on the edge, balanced, reflecting on what has been and what could have been. While, also dreaming about what is to come.
Let the countdown begin…
{Joan Collins | Image Found | Pinned HERE}