Surround a candle with cloves to release a spicy aroma.
Happy Holidays! Tip #1
Use inexpensive fillers to decorate your tree. Hang pinecones with raffia or tie lots of bows.
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It is decorating time for the holidays. Let's get inspired by each other and our ideas. Everyday I will post a new decorating idea. Please leave me a comment to share your ideas also. Lets go......................
Dress up ordinary card envelopes using a Christmas-tree rubber stamp, a square of gift wrap, and a tiny box.What to do with all those leftover pieces of gift wrap? Run them through a shredder for instant confetti. Sprinkle the confetti inside a clear bag, slide in a card, then use ribbon to tie a gift tag at the top.Let the countdown begin with twenty four numbered take-out containers. Fill with candy or other small treats and mark the progress toward the big day.When your kids start having homes and Christmas trees of their own, pass on some treasured ornaments to remind them of the holidays you have shared as a family.In the midst of making things “special”… don’t lose the simple.Simple, white candles (electric or battery-operated) in your front windows will give an easy, elegant glow to your home’s exterior.
Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it. Hebrews 13:2
“Don’t look at that lady! She is a gypsy.”
Now at seven years old, the word gypsy is foreign to me. And telling me not to look at her, made me want to look even more. With every head bowed and every eye closed, this was my big chance, to stare for one good minute and wonder why no one liked her. She came to church every Sunday morning, Sunday night, and Wednesday night. She sat near the front and never opened the hymnal. She knew the songs by heart. And she always smiled…at me…at my parents…at everyone around her.
Her hair was brown and hung in soft curls to the mid part of her back. Her earrings were long and dangled to her shoulders. Her skirt was full and fell just past her knees and swirled around her as she walked.
She was always alone. I never saw anyone shake her hand or speak. But still she smiled. In my secret moments of staring, I saw her look back at me. Her eyes twinkled with kindness and her smile made me think I was special. “Gypsy” was someone I liked. And someone I would never forget.
She had joy.
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