I sat down this morning to sort through my pictures in order to do a post about Christmas. In a matter of minutes I felt completely overwhelmed by the number of pictures I had taken. As I scrolled through all of them I also realized that if I included a photo of each person who was here to celebrate, you were going to have a severe case of picture fatigue before you got through even half of the blog post. So my apologies, but you are stuck with this Cole's Notes version of the 2015 Hammond Christmas.
I'll start out with the group picture, just so you know we really did have an overflowing cottage. If you throw in the photographer (that would have been me), the head count was fifteen. It's not a perfect picture, but with that many people, plus an errant dog making an appearance, this is as good as it gets.
One of the very special parts of the holiday was my mom getting to spend time with both of her great granddaughters.
It was my niece Danielle's first visit to our cottage, so of course I had to take her up Teapot Hill. Here she is at the very top, holding one of the 33 teapots we spotted on the hike.
Two days before Christmas we got snow! It was Lucy's first time playing in it, and she was hilarious. She kept flinging herself down, making snow angels. Then she would hold out her tongue and try to catch snowflakes on it, giggling the whole time. Most of all, she loved making a snowman.
Here's the Wowligan sweater I knit for Lucy. The picture of her wearing it isn't great, but it was the best I could manage when trying to get a two year old on a Christmas cookie high to model. Ravelry details here.
Ella's Oslo-Anorak, which I have renamed Licorice Allsorts, is just a little too big, so pictures of her wearing it will follow in a few weeks. Besides, even if it had fit, there was no way to get her into the sweater because someone was always holding her. My brother was especially guilty of this. Every time I turned around he had Ella!
Christmas is a funny thing. Weeks, and perhaps months if you are a knitter, go into planning it. Then there is this intense, crazy, busy, loud, fun time together that is over in a heartbeat. It was wonderful having everyone here, and we had a great time together. But I have to confess, when it was over I felt a bit like this picture.
Happy New Year!