The Dragon's Chest

It was a lovely Thanksgiving. We had our usual meal of pork roast with crackling, roast potatoes and parsnips, monkey bread, veggies, gravy, dessert.... yum! Our son came home from college, our daughter didn't have to work and was able to spend time with us and her friends, hubby got to work on his 77 corvette a bit, and I knitted. We also watched a lot of movies we hadn't gotten a chance to see in the theaters.

While we didn't emerge at the crack of dawn on Black Friday, my daughter and I did go out at lunchtime, had lunch and shopped, just the two of us. Later on while the fellows hung the house lights, we got the decorations and tree out of the attic and decked our halls. This year we put out fewer items, but they were the bits and bobs that really mean a lot to us. Katie loves doing the tree, and went for a beautiful understated theme, putting only the collectible decorations on the tree. She did a wonderful job, as usual, and I love how it turned out.

The cat approves, as well, and she wasted no time in staking out her claim under the tree. This will be her spot for the duration, even when the gifts start appearing.








I made these stockings for the kids back in 1991. They were felt kits that took a month each to make, during my lunchtimes. They get used every year, and hold quite a lot of goodies. Katie asked me if I would be making the grandkids, when they appear down the road, stockings like those, and I said most likely, because I thoroughly enjoyed it, and I love the tradition of it all.