Christmas Fairies2

Merry Christmas to All my dear Readers- 
Only 12 days away-
For today's Christmas post I thought I would 
Put a few of the fairy images that I found for the Christmas
Spirit... Happy Holidays my dears...

Wendy...





The True Spirit of Giving -

The True Spirit of Giving 
It's just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our

Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so.

It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas, oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it -overspending...the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma-- the gifts given in desperation because you couldn't think of anything else. Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts, sweaters, ties and so forth. I reached for something special just for Mike.
The inspiration came in an unusual way. Our son Kevin, who was 12 that year, was wrestling at the junior level at the school he attended; and shortly before Christmas, there was a non-league match against a team 
Sponsored by an inner-city church. These youngsters, dressed in sneakers so ragged that shoestrings seemed to be the only thing holding them together, presented a sharp contrast to our boys in their spiffy blue and gold uniforms and sparkling new wrestling shoes.
As the match began, I was alarmed to see that the other team was 
wrestling without headgear, a kind of light helmet designed to protect a wrestler's ears. It was a luxury the ragtag team obviously could not afford.
Well, we ended up walloping them. We took every weight class, And as each of their boys got up from the mat, he swaggered around in his tatters with false bravado, a kind of street pride that couldn't acknowledge defeat. Mike, seated beside me, shook his head sadly, "I wish just one of them could have won," he said. "They have a lot of 
potential, but losing like this could take the heart right out of them." 

 

Mike loved kids-all kids-and he knew them, having coached little league football, baseball and lacrosse. That's when the idea for his present came.
That afternoon, I went to a local sporting goods store and bought an assortment of wrestling headgear and shoes and sent them anonymously to the inner-city church. 
On Christmas Eve, I placed the enveloped on the tree, I placed the envelope on the tree, the note inside telling Mike what I had done and that his was his gift from me. His smile was the brightest thing about Christmas that year and in succeeding years. For each Christmas, I followed the tradition one year sending a group of mentally handicapped youngsters to a hockey game, another year a check to a pair of elderly brothers whose home had burned to the ground the week before Christmas and on  and on.
The envelope became the highlight of our Christmas. It was always the last thing opened on Christmas morning and our children, ignoring their new toys, would stand with wide-eyed anticipation as their dad lifted the envelope from the tree to reveal its contents.   
As the children grew, the toys gave way to more practical presents, but the envelope never lost it's allure. The story doesn't end there. You see, we lost Mike last year due to dreaded cancer. When Christmas rolled around. I was still so wrapped in grief that I barely got the tree up. But Christmas Eve found me placing an envelope on the tree and in the morning, it was joined by three more.
Each of our children, unbeknownst to the others, had placed an envelope on the tree for their dad. The traditions has grown and someday will expand even further with our grandchildren standing around the tree with wide-eyed anticipation watching as their fathers take down the envelope. Mike's spirit, like the Christmas Spirit will 
Always be with us!" 
-Author Unknown-
I hope that you all Enjoyed this Wonderful story on the True Spirit of 
Christmas.. I found it to be very enlightening myself.. Much love to you all my dears Wendy..

 

Children's Christmas story's

Children's Christmas Story's-

My Most Favorite Children's Christmas story was always two that I

can remember my dear friends-
One is the night before Christmas And the old classic Scrooge a tale of a business man who is visited by his former boss and the three spirits of Christmas to try to change his ways. In this post I will  be giving you the stories that I loved as a child an still love now as a growing older. I have passed on my love of the story 'The night before Christmas to my one and only son Kai. Who does enjoy the story but as now being 13years old is a bit old for the story. But I believe in my heart that he will caring that story on to his children one day.. I hope you enjoyed my little bit  of Christmas cheer. And traditions. I hope in all of your lives across the world, you too will continue those wonderful childhood traditions and keep the safe. Your lovely friend Wendy..
"Twas The Night Before Christmas" written Dec 23, 1823. 
'Twas the night before Christmas when all thro the house.
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
And Mama in her 'kerchief and I in my cap
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap-
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a minature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St.Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came
And he whistled and shouted and call'd them by named.
"Now!Dasher now!Dancer now! Prancer and Vixen,
"On!Comet on! Cupid on!Dunder and Blixem;
"To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
"Now dash away!dash away!dash away all!"
As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of Toys - and St Nicholas too:
And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head and was turning around 
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound:
He was dress'd all in fur from his head to his foot
And his clothes were all tarnish'd with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys was flung on his back
His eyes - how they twinkled!his dimples how merry,
His cheeks were like roses his nose like a cherry; 
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly 
That shook when he laugh'd like a bowl full of jelly;
He was chubby and plump a right jolly old elf
And I laugh'd when I saw him in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work,
And fill'd all the stockings then turn'd with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose
And giving a nod up the chimney he rose
He sprung to his sleigh to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle
But I heard him exclaim ere he drove out of sight-
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night. 

A Christmas Carol - 
by Charles Dicken's 
Charles Dicken's A Christmas Carol

A Christmas Carol!
Enjoy. My dear Readers. Wendy

A Christmas Carol

 

Just click the link above the Book

and it will bring you to the entire story

of Charles Dickson's

A Christmas Carol

I hope that You  all  will Enjoy the

Christmas Story as much as I have for

Many years to come. Your Wendy

Much love to you All. 



Nelson Mandela

NELSON MANDELA
Honoring Nelson Mandela- The Man - The Give to South Africa - All Nations around the World!

Good morning my dear Readers. I an writing to you today in honoring Nelson Mandela. Today, Many people all over the world are meeting, in Peace to honor a most wonderful man in his country, South Africa. 
A Man that Celebrated Peace, Forgiveness, Humor, Love of life, Love of his Country, Love of his People and World Peace! I pray that with his passing that we all will learn from this Great man's Teachings and Grace. That we could all come together with all our different faiths and races as One!

 With love and Peace for the New coming year of 2014! That is what I have learned over the many years from this Amazing Man NELSON MANDELA.. Peace and good will to you all my dear Reader all over the World .. And much love Too..Wendy

Great Masters 1900

Great Masters 1900
Claude Monet- His Garden Waterlilies 1900-

I've always loved the Great Masters of Art and one happens to be Monet. I have always loved the use of color in his paintings. I studied Art History when I was in Collage and I do very much remember Monet Works. One of my favorites is his Garden- Waterlilies -1900. I loved this one like all of them because of his brush of colors, light, reflections and transparency's that all come together with many colorful spots of color to create these masterpiece's. I love Waterlilies to because its based off his very own Garden and like myself, I too love my own Garden!

My hummingbird Garden!

It is said waterlilies is his most darlings of his works-

When Monet settled in his home in Giverny in 1883, this is where

he transform his garden. According to the seasons is

what he would plant in his garden for his paintings.

 

Some of the Flowers were transformed into his painting

Waterlilies 1900.

 



 

 

 

I thought I would add a little more to my Monet Garden Post. Since I found that It seem to have a few of you that love the grand masters of the old Paintings.. My Father had told me that when he and my mother had gone to Europe quite a few years ago and one of the main place they wanted to see was Monet's Home and his Gardens. My Parents actually got to go inside Monet home and around Monet famous gardens. In this post I will also add a few of those picture my father had sent me that he had taken from Monet house overlooking the gardens below. Here are those images;

The fun story about Monet that I didn't know is quite interesting and I wanted to share with all of you! My father emailed me the story and the pictures for me to share on my blog. [note: As a child I was always influenced by great artist painters and my father who himself would paint too]
Now for the Story my father told me!
It seems that Monet wanted his wife to have a spot of her own in his garden. So as the history goes- After Monet continue pestering for her to have a spot in the garden near their home in Giverny in the late 1900's his wife at the time, reluctantly gave in in planted what some says a small red flower area inside Monet Garden.

I found a little bit more info about how Monet spend his last years of his life. It was in a little town in Normandy, in the North Western part of France. His how Giverny and he spent most of those last years in his garden. How which is open to the public for all visitors. The head of these grand gardens as of now is Gilbert Vahe'. I my readings I found some other interesting questions & things that you might have not know about this grand painter. If you have any other questions I found a great link for you all too! 
I current gardens as the Person in charge of it 'Gilbert Vahe'' says is more or less the same as when Monet created the gardens himself many years ago. They have kept the spirit of Monet within the Gardens since his passing and when they were in their best in the 1900's. They say they look as if Monet has never left his gardens because they have studied his gardens so well. This means the type of techniques he used of flowers, seasons of planting and all the original flowers are mostly still in the gardens. Although because of the course of time some of his flowers, plants and some trees had to be replaced with more modern hybrids which are much more hardy that will live longer so that the Garden with live on for all to see.
They say as for the design of his garden that his created on his own, this happened over a long period of time.
Monet first bought the home where his garden would be in 1890 in Giverny, but Monet didn't live in his home til much much later til the 1900's, when he finally returned to his home and his idea's for his grand Garden..
In my readings, It was said that when Monet did decided to stay at his home Giverny , this is when he started his famous Gardens with his two sons plus the children of his second wife. Of course there is much more history on his personal life, but I am more forced on Monet's Gardens.
In the beginning of his grand gardens, you could say Monet had a passion for the Flower! All flowers. In 1922 there was the great international contest on Irises Flowers. Monet gave 500 gold francs for a prize. Then he used his garden to create new plants. Because we as artist's always go beyond our passions and Monet's was his Flowers in his garden which in turn became his paintings.
He continued on creating different kinds of flowers - Monet created the dahlia which Monet called 'La Digoinaise.' He also created many more different kinds of irises and also the poppy which he called the 'Moneti'. He also created many different roses too, but there is not written page or documentation of prove to this. It is only word of the gardens at the time when he created these beautiful roses...
But one never really knows?
In all my studies in College, Art history of the Great Artist I have never learned any of these personal facts about Monet and his Garden! I would think that it would be just as important to include all of these facts that I am writing to all of you my dear friends and followers in this post-ooo)
The other part of his garden that you may not know, has a good deal to do with  his paintings "Waterlilies".
This is where Monet had the Japanese bridge and pond put into his garden. To create his pond, there was many obstacles he had to jump thur, to get his pond, besides being forced to asked special authorization to create his pond.
Some of these problems he had faced to create the famous pond, was a road with a railroad tack that was slightly elevated on the area. And on the other side where he wanted his pond was a swamp or it was said a meadow. So what Monet had to do- He had the idea to buy a piece of the land adjacent to his property so he could create his pond. After he over came all the above obstacles, Monet began to dig his pond not one time but three times! The first pond, he found to be not big enough for his paintings.  So he extended it. He wanted to have exotic waterlilies and many other types of water lilies in his pond too. Monet liked the distinctive feature and effect that these type of flowers give as they sit just above the surface of the water. Also they have the most extraordinary colors. He found the waterlilies are the most beautiful flowers for his artist works in his paintings. There is much more on Monet and his creations of his pond, creating of his Exotic waterlilies, framed Japanese bridge too, but I felt that I have covered more than enough for all to get a more depth view of this most Grand artist Monet.

I hope that you all Enjoy my addition to my post. I love you all my dear Friends and Followers Your Wendy with love..

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