~~On Christmas Eve~~

In Scandinavian countries, the big feast was on Christmas Eve.

Christmas Day was a day for going to church and relaxing 

at home.  It's a custom we still observe in the same way

my mother did.  It was a plain meal and until grown children 

began changing it with likes and dislikes of their own,

it was the same every year.

Flaky boiled potatoes; lutefisk piled high on a white platter;

potato sausage piled even higher on a smaller platter;

milk gravy plain and milk gravy with homemade mustard;

I'm sure there was a vegetable but I have no memory of it-

my plate was already filled; white buns and rye bread with

raisins; jellies and pickles and homemade root beer.

And for dessert, always rice pudding with raisins and one

single almond.  Whoever got the almond in his serving

would be the next to marry.

Now, two and even three generations removed from that

household, it's still the same.  Never are the dishes done so

quickly and the last of the leftovers whisked away so quickly

as on Christmas Eve!  For it was time to go into the parlor,

one of the few times in winter that the room was opened

and the radiator turned on. One by one, the tongues of flame

 danced on the candles as they leaned out on the tips of

 each bough.  And one by one the presents under the tree 

were passed around.

                    Connie

~Her Back Steps~

My uncle John and Aunt Jennie lived in a handsome house

that faced the highway in front and whose back pasture ran

all the way to the Great Northern railroad tracks in back.
It was just outside Cokato, Minnesota.

Among the aftermaths of the Depression were the tramps,

or hobos, who rode the boxcars and cooked in tin cans over

an open fire in hobo "jungles."  Some were derelicts and

drifters. But many had left families, striking out for places where

there might be work, maybe even a fresh start.

One of those jungles was near the tracks just past Uncle

John's pasture.  So most of the men found their way to 

Aunt Jennie's back door.  "Could you spare a bite

 to eat for a hungry man?"

Uncle John owned the local butcher shop.  While things

were hard for them, too, there were always soup bones

and ham bones, and even sliced meat for a thick sandwich

on home-baked bread.  They sat on her back steps and ate,

next to the cosmos and zinnias she watered with her dishpan

water, soap and all.  She heard their tales and her heart ached

for them, especially the young ones on the road for the first time.

And they repaid her kindness.  Mostly they made baskets of

willow branches, notching the corners together like a log cabin,

forming elaborately curved handles.  Sometimes they sold them,

making enough to buy a little gilt or varnish to touch them up.

Aunt Jennie's living room and sun parlor had dozens of house

plants in willow baskets, even plant stands fashioned of

willow boughs from the brush that grew up and down the tracks.

Before she married, Jennie had been a cook in the Cokato Hotel.

Chances are, no fancy guest there ever ate better bean

soup than she served the hungry men on her back steps.

               Notes From A Scandinavian Kitchen

               A memory by Florence Ekstrand

I will be posting a few more excerpts from this book,
Mom gave it to me years ago, only now did I pick it up to read.
The title of the book is
"Notes From A Scandinavian Kitchen"
Not only does it contain recipes from the old country
but history from the old country as well.  Little did I know,
I thought it was just another cookbook.
The stories are amazing, being the history buff that I am
I was pleasantly  surprised!
 Mom's mother was a an immigrant from Sweden,
she came to this country as a young child,
settling in Northern Wisconsin.

                       Connie

~~How Sweet and Clear~~

A Christmas Memory

My mind goes back across the years to our first Christmas in

our little poplar log cabin in Northwood, Saskatchewan.  I was

only a little lad, but no amount of years could ever blot it from

my memory.  Some weeks before Christmas, Mother became ill 

and had to be taken to the hospital.  Dad was away from home

 working with a railroad crew.  A blizzard prevented him from

reaching home with provisions for Christmas.  Things looked

pretty poor and bleak for us, isolated in our wilderness cabin.

But the spirit of Christmas was not to be denied.

We cut a little aspen tree (there were no evergreens in that

part of Saskatchewan) and set it up on the floor.  Rummaging in

the trunks, we found some Christmas decorations from our

homeland far across the seas.  Our Christmas dinner?  Well, we

didn't have many ingredients to work with.  The only food left

was flour, salt and corn syrup.  We cooked a porridge, "vatten grot",

using water, salt and flour.  We even mixed water with the

syrup to make it go further.  It was a good dinner!  The comfort

of having each other, despite cold and hunger, made it so.

After we had eaten, brother Hans, being the oldest, lined us up

around the Christmas tree according to age, down to the littlest

fellow.  Then we marched around the Christmas tree singing the

Christmas songs so dear to us from the homeland.

How meaningful and real Christmas was to us! 

 How sweet and clear 

the angelic message of God's good will toward His

children!  And it is ever so.  While there is nothing wrong with

making our homes as festive looking as possible, it still remains true

that the real joy and peace of Christmas is not dependent

on a wealth of material things.

"Where meek souls will receive Him still,

the dear Christ enters in."

Rev. Nels Norbeck of Montana,

wrote about his most memorable Christmas.

Connie

Welcome

O welcome, little Christmas Guest

Dear Jesus from above,

Upon thy face, so pure and mild

We see God's smile of Love

"

"I have come as a light into the world,

that whoever believes in Me 

should not abide in darkness."

                 John 12:46

   Christmas Blessings

                   Connie   

         

~~Is It Time Yet~~

Excited little children

can no longer wait--

No, it is not time,

we are not ready--

"Dear Heavenly Father

Make my world slow down

Let me hear your whisper

Ready my heart

To receive your Holy Gift"

                                    Connie

Today's Message

Remember

This December

That "Love" weighs more than "Gold"

                              Connie

Memory's From The Past

It's hard to think of anything
But Christmas in December.
There's so much to look forward to
And so much to remember.

~~Simply Sweet~~
Memory's of days gone by.

                        Connie

Christmas Blessings

Ring Christmas Bells

Merrily Ring

Tell All The World

"Jesus" Is King

Wishing you Peace, Love and Joy this Holy Night

                                         Connie

Sights of the Season

Our hearts grow tender with 

childhood memories and love of kindred,

we are better  throughout the year

for having, in spirit,

become a child again

at Christmas Time

                                          Laura Ingalls Wilder

Primitive Blessings are sent your way

wishing you all

The Magic of an Ordinary Day

                                                  Connie

~~Primitive Gals, Are We~~

Oh Christmas Tree

Oh Christmas Tree
Much pleasure you do give me

Good morning friends,
 a balmy day in Southwest Missouri
rain, mid 60's,  makes me smile this December.

10 days until Christmas ~wow~
Are we ready... yes, no,  almost!

Primitive Gals, Are We
Run here and there, oh dear, I fear
one more gift or maybe two,
 finish that scarf for Auntie Sue.

I am finding the pattern is the same,
there is never enough time for creative minds.
We primitive gals are an ambitious lot
you will not find us lying on a sofa much.

Cutting and stuffing, painting and rusting;
 sanding all thru the night
that wooden shelf has to be just right.
Simply prim is what we do,
crafting lovely gifts for you.

 We primitive gals...
Brenda and Cathy, Gina and Tammy
 Teresa and Robin, Pam and Annie
Tricia and Tonya, Connie  and Connie
If we seem a little frazzled
bare with  us,  we love the hassle.

Seasons come and seasons go
but that will never change our soul,
our passion is a Simpler Thyme
my Primitive world,
just mine.

 Simple Christmas trees 
at the Cabin

Oh Christmas Tree
Oh Christmas Tree
Your branches are so lovely

Oh Christmas Tree
Oh Christmas Tree
Much pleasure you do give me

This year I brought back my white flocked tree,
these sweet paper silhouette's are lovely.
The dove was a gift from talented
Brenda ~~The Rusty Thimble

Kris Kringle Tree

Santa - sometimes called Kris Kringle
His merry eyes - oh how they twinkle

My simple Santa tree
quite primitive, oh how I love thee

Snowman Tree

One day I built a snowman
I built him out of snow,
You should have seen how fine he was
all white from top to toe.

Oh Snowman tree you make me smile
think I'll just sit and gaze for awhile.

Vintage Tree

Outside there's a pine tree
standing straight and tall
It needs no decorations
nature's done it all

Pine cone's on it's branches
Icicles glistening bright

Snow upon it's needles
where birds take rest at night

I see it from my window
and take the time to say

Thank you for your beauty
on this Christmas Day

Paper Ornament Tutorial
These were so simple and fun to make.
The silhouette's are printed on top of a music sheet.
I first printed the music sheet, put back into printer
then selected 9 wallets (per program)
printed on top of the music.
I used another music sheet for backing

These were printed on top of black script, I did not like it
as well as I liked the sheet music.
Next step: along the edge
tape front and back sheets together,
just need a little to hold in place while you sew.
Using my sewing machine I sewed around the sides
and bottoms of each wallet picture, do not sew the top.

Next step: cut each picture out, there will be a small
margin between each pic, be careful not to snip the stitches.
Next: I then stuffed each picture with a small amount
of fiberfill to give it dimension.

Next: Cut a 4 inch piece of lace or jute for hanger
insert into picture and then sew across the top.
I liked to set the ornaments into the branches but
with the hanger attached you can use these for tags.
Also can embellish as you wish,
add glitter around the edges, attach a rusty bell
I added silver snowflake brads to a few.

These ornaments would be perfect
done up with a burlap backing,
I will have to try this....

Note: Santa and colored images are not printed
on top of a music sheet, use plain paper!!
Stitch length was a 3 just slightly longer than normal,
and remember paper will dull your needle so change it out for fabric.
You can obtain the sheet music and lovely images from
The Graphics Fairy
Graphics are free
she has thousands, just search her site

~~Hugs from me to thee~~   
                                 Connie