Mom made a whole collection of storybook characters from felt when I was a kid. Mary and her little lamb were always my favorite.
In lieu of my usual Wednesday Appalachian post, I thought I’d take you on a tour of our Christmas tree in honor of the day.
While I see the appeal of styled, themed trees, I’m one of those folks who prefers a mish-mash of ornaments each representing memories and stories I hold dear. Here are just a few from this years memory tree.
What’s your favorite ornament?
My aunt back home often sends us one of these blown glass ornaments made in Buckhannon, WV, for Christmas. I LOVE them and may just have to figure out how to display them year ’round.
If I have the story right, my parents painted a great many of these wooden ornaments soon after they were married. I lucked out and got Santa and Mrs. Claus.
I wish I still had the angel from my growing up years, but she wasn’t very sturdy. So now I use this lovely stained glass piece I got in Conway, SC, that was made by George McCorkle. Yes, the guy who wrote “Fire on the Mountain” and was a guitarist with the Marshall Tucker Band. That George McCorkle.
Mom sends each of us a new ornament every year. This time it was a bit of a joke with this glass of red wine–the liquid actually sloshes around in there!
Among my favorite ornaments is this little church that looks so much like Laurel Fork UMC where I grew up. It opens to show a wee nativity.