CM Shaw's Candle Light Home Tour 2013
There are many traditions that my Holiday revolves around.
But making homemade caramels from my great grandmother's recipes is one of my favorite.
I have spent more than a few happy hours stirring, chopping, and wrapping the last several days. And I cannot promise that more than my fair share of caramels weren't consumed during all the chopping and wrapping. What else are you going to do with those sad little ends of the row? They are just way too delicious to be left sitting there, alone.
And I want to thank the wonderful person who gave me this marble cutting board for my bridal shower19 years ago. I know I wrote a thank you note, but it in no way encompassed the gratitude I feel for having this beautiful and insanely useful tool in my kitchen all these years. And the years that have passed have removed your identity from my mind. I am sure you were a closer friend to my mother than you were to me, because this was way to smart and useful of a gift for my friends to ever have thought of. We were all to busy being young and stupid to come up with this good a gift. But I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I have used it multiple times daily since my wedding all those years ago. And that, my friend, is the sign of the very best kind of gift.
Another tradition I have is stressing about decorating my house. I almost always do about the same thing, so why this is always such an issue for me, I know not. I have a Western theme, think bleached cow skulls, cowboy Santas, snow dusted pine garlands, cows mascaraing as reindeer, and chili peppers. This is completely and totally a product of being a homesick newly wed from Arizona having Christmas after Christmas on the East Coast. Every year I start out the season by considering changing everything. And then I pull out what I have and fall in love with it all again. There is just something completely magical about recreating the feeling of where your heart lives, without regard your current actual location.
There are many reasons I only have one reindeer cow. The first is that I am insanely picky. Do you guys have any idea how much crazy tacky southwestern stuff there is out there? Love the style, but HATE brown. Go figure. The second reason is that there is a major dearth of commercially available cows pretending to be reindeer. Apparently I (and Karianne of Thistlewood farms' best friend Laura- check this cool house tour out here) am the only woman in America that wants to collect said cows. And third, until I read the above mentioned post, it never occurred to me to just make my own cow to reindeer conversion. Duh.
So I think these guys are getting a make over before next year.
I know it's house tour season, and since I am totally late to the decorating party, I thought I'd shake things up a bit. Why don't you all come to my house to see how it changes from day to night, because the look does change quite a bit. Grab your candles and lighters and let's go!
The first stop is my front porch. Which usually looks something like this for the Holidays:
This year, in fact 2 days ago, my front porch looked like this:
This giant pile of cedar is not attacking us, as those who have visited my house this week may have thought. I actually snagged it from the curb side stack my neighbors left out for the mulch truck when they cut down a cedar tree that broke in half in last week's ice storm. DK thought I was completely crazy for schlepping it all the way down the block. But there is a method to this madness, I promise.
This is what the pile turned into:
It's amazing what 20 minutes of no one talking to you, a pair of good hedge trimmers,
your neighbors' garden waste and some fake snow can do.
And this shot of my sparkly twig wreath on the dining room window turned out
too awesome not to include. So indulge me.
I had big plans to do all the flat surfaces in my house, but then I realized that through a cruel twist of fate, I was short the 2 days I needed to make that a reality. So "simplified" my plans and hauled the rest of that gorgeous greenery to the curb. Boo.
But first King Rupert asked if he could have some.
This is King Rupert, the Fat and Happy. One of my favorite birthday gifts ever. His bed of moss was getting a bit tatty after 18 mos of not being changed. But look at him smile now.
He's sitting on another of my Favorite Things, my hammered copper table.
Now pretend that it's 4:30 in the afternoon, and the sun is starting to fade. Let's go back to the front entry.
Here is another benefactor of the Cedar. The container is a giant vintage French enamelware stock pot I got from my dear friend Carol Edgel. Most of the time it lives on my front porch in the guise of a side table, but I couldn't resist putting that much greenery in my entryway.
The wreath I made by stringing
To continue our tour, if you turn to the right, here's my living room.
I am completely in love with my tree this year.
It's a fresh cut Frasier fir we cut from Mayne's Tree Farm in Buckystown MD.
And the weird looking red thing draped over the chair is a super cute Santa height measure chart that my MIL made when my oldest was 2. The 2 year old is now 14 and there are 2 others beside her, so the height chart is a very requested decoration. There is much competition to see who was tallest at any given age. But I have never found the right place for it, so this year it's living on the chair. I kinda like the pop of red.
OK, shall we dim the lights?
As the light fades, we'll look back into the entry. And don't worry. We'll get back to the tree.
I love decorating with simple, natural elements. So what could be better than a teak root bench with a single pillar candle and a basket full of fragrant evergreens trimmed from the tree?
Turn to your right, and you see the ladder, glowing in Christmas glory.
And let's go from here into the kitchen...
No, you say? Not the kitchen, the tree?
OK, here's the tree at twilight:
It's just magical, this tree. I could stare at it for hours.
And the giant Moravian star at the top just makes me weak.
Here's a few detail shots.
I have a hugely eclectic selection of ornaments. You can't see it in these photos, but a good chunk of them are carved wooden animals and dinosaurs and Southwestern Santas and chili pepper wreaths, etc. And the red lights you see are chili peppers. You can see a few of them peeking through the branches in the upper detail shot. And then there's my jingle bells garlands. They are actually real bells that jingle! You can see them in the bottom right corner in this photo. Not exactly what you'd expect from a home in the DC 'burbs.
OK, another room completely transformed in the night is the family room,
where the cows live.
I must admit, there was a bit of dancing when I saw this photo. So festive, yes?
And yes, I have curled up with a good book and just enjoyed beeking many time this season. ("beeking" def: "luxuriating in front of a roaring fire")
It was a heavenly setting for the annual viewing of "Scrooge",The Albert Finey version of "A Christmas Carol" which is a "must watch" for my family each year. Another is a "A Christmas Story", which has to be watched on Thanksgiving Day and then left on as background noise for the entirety of Christmas Day as it plays for 24 hrs on TBS. I don't even know where to start explaining either of those.
The cow skull is another one of my Favorite Things. The Cat in the Hat hat is a jab at DK, who is a decided Grinch at Christmas. It's his Hat of Jolliness. It lives on the cow skull looking festive until DK needs to go out and be in a good mood during the Holidays Then he has to wear it to ensure merriment for all. Shockingly, this tactic actually works.
Here's a better shot of the chili pepper lights. After a scare last year on my big tree where I thought a string had died, I bought a back up set and used them on this little tree this year.
The cowboy boot stalkings were a gift from my mother when I called home homesick, again, one year. As I only have three, and there are five of us, I leave them up until Christmas Eve.
Our "real" stalkings are 5 different colors of jewel-tone velvet with white fluffy trim that I made when I was on maternity leave with my first baby. I have no idea how I knew I would have 3 children then, but I made 5 stalkings and I actually did have 3 children. Call it mother's intuition I guess. We hang them up on the mantle and Santa fills them and leaves them on a chair or part of the couch with gifts for the children to discover in the morning.
In case you've never seen a real string of chili peppers, this is the the real thing. They have been living in a very carefully packed box in my basement for about 10 years. My dad bought them for me from a roadside vendor when I was home for a visit about 12-15 years ago, while I was having a fit of wanting to take all things Arizona back to Virginia in my pockets. I am so glad I remembered I had it. It's the perfect touch of authenticity for the mantle.
The last stop of our tour is the foot of the small tree. This is where my newest piece of Christmas decor resides. The Nutcracker was made in school by my first grader, and the handle actually works.
Could you die?
The rest is all stuff I had around the house. The iron strap ball came from the clearance rack at Target. Bless the people who passed it up, because I had wanted one desperately and couldn't say no to the last one in the store on sale for $10. The ceramic pig was a gift my dad got me from a charming potter he found at a swap meet. Dad totally gets my love of whimsy and black and white. And the wooden box is a piece I bought at Chartreuse and Company the first time I went there.
So that pretty much wraps up our tour. Thanks so much for coming and listening to my stories and traditions. Since all my work's done, at least for now, do you want to sit down with a cup of hot chocolate and tell me your Christmas stories? I always love a good story or four.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all of you.
May you get everything you want and have a Jolly Holiday.
'Till next time,