a white christmas

I’m sitting here watching the birds at my feeder in the woods, a gentle snow falling. Christmas Eve and I’m feeling a bit subdued. I’ve got the week off, so there’s been time to clean house, tackle a few projects, and prepare, but I’m not feeling very festive. My gifts have been sorted for weeks as I purchase them as I find them. The trick is remembering where I stashed them.

I’ve felt unsettled as of late. Worry about our country’s political divide. Worry about my Dad, who is battling cancer. Worry about Old Blue, the tractor that always picks winter to have issues. Worry about friends who are struggling to stay warm and have a special holiday meal in these difficult times.

I go through the motions—decorating, cooking, delivering gifts—but despite having so much to be grateful for, something still feels a bit flat this year.

For my family, all that is left to do is a bit of cooking, fill the stockings, enjoy some holiday music, and have a date with A Charlie Brown Christmas. This childhood show is a family tradition and never fails to bring joy. 

Christmas Linoblock Print

Each year at Christmas, I continue the tradition of sharing a linoleum block print crafted by my great-great-aunt, Elizabeth Strobel (1886–1982). Learn more about the history of these prints here. She designed this particular piece in collaboration with her art students at Central High School in St. Paul, Minnesota. I’m continually fascinated by the blend of religious and commercial imagery of Christmas that her prints capture.

Although the spirit of the season eludes me this year, it’s good to be reminded, “There’ll Always Be A Christmas.”

Here’s hoping you are safe and with the ones you love this Christmas Eve. Wishing you a Christmas filled with Peace and Joy.

Susan

 

View past Christmas messages and Elizabeth’s linoleum block prints.