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daily parcels * tied up in string *

daily musings of a vintage addict * I am totally obsessed with all things vintage * trying to keep up with my past...and sometimes ordinary everyday life

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Location: Katoomba, NSW, Australia

here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.

Plan ahead and dream of all the beautiful things that life has to offer

December 14, 2005

I'm dreaming of a White Christmas

this is us in Central Park getting ready for a buggy ride through the park. I am the one with the beanie on (no, I didn't lose my hair * it was cold)

this is ms*sophie & myself standing with the NYPD police

yes ! ever since I can remember * I have been dreaming of experiencing a White Christmas.....so in 2001, after I had finished my treatment for cancer * the darling soulmate took me to New York as a reward for being *so brave*, to meet an online friend who I had met through an online cancer support board. She lived in New York City on Staten Is. and assured me that I would definately be guaranteed a Christmas with snow. So we book our tickets & plan our trip. Then Sept. 11 dawned and of course - the terroist attack. So what to do ? should we cancel or still go? after many phone calls between Woodford and New York we continued our plans and flew out a week before Christmas. I just can't tell you how excited I was........I had a list of all that I wanted to experience and Gin *my friend* made sure that I did all that I wanted

* from pastrami on rye in a New York deli

*chestnuts roasting

*eating chinese takeaway from a cardboard carton

* Rockefeller Centre where we were even lucky enough to get to see the Rockettes

*we went to Macy's on 34th St by yellow taxi

*the New York subway

*the Empire State building

*we went on the Staten Is. ferry

and even go to visit Ground Zero and were on the news that day.

Christmas Eve dawned cold - really cold and my hopes soared....off to midnight Mass then straight to bed * dreaming of a white Christmas* first thing I did when I woke was look out the window and couldn't believe my eyes...... white !!!! so I raced up the stairs and woke Gin who looked out her window and all she saw was a normal scene....cars, garden and road. What I had been looking at out of my window was the next door neighbours white pebbles on his driveway !!! oh so funny! so we continued our holiday - travelling to Pennsylvania & Indiana to meet up with some other friends and had a wonderful time * even experienced lots & lots of snow on our drive - what fun !!! although driving was a little hair-raising...... the day we flew out was the day it snowed in New York that year !!

Honestly - that is one Christmas I will never, ever forget!!


Blogger Peggy said...

Glad you got snow before you went back home at least but there is just something magical about a white christmas. I always wish for snow at least that one day of the year. Whiskers and Dimples had a little help with joining the secret paws swap. They have their own blog along with other animal friends. They enjoy their blog friends almost as much as I do mine. LOL

10:48 am  
Blogger Amy said...

What a cool trip! My brother in law comes from New York (my sister also lived there for 5 years) and he's said the one thing he misses was having a white christmas but he doesn't miss the cold lol

11:05 am  
Blogger Jessica said...

Ms Robyn,

Ever year while growing up as a child, my parents would take us to New York City at Christmas time. We would take the train up (we lived in the state of Delaware at the time), go shopping at Macy's and F.A.O. Schwartz, see the Rockefeller Christmas Show (and the Rockettes, eat at fantastic places, look at the window displays, and visit the giant tree in Rockefeller Center. We would always see one other show on Broadway as well. One year it was Cats, then Fiddler on a Roof, Les Miserables, etc. I have the most fantastic memories of those special trips. New York City is one of the most fabulous places on earth at Christmas. I am so happy that you had that experience. Now come back to the States sometime and I will show you around for Christmas in Washington, D.C.!!

12:37 pm  
Blogger Kali said...

What a dream holiday that was.. It is a dream of mine to experience a white Christmas one day.
Love the pics... Sophie has grown so much !

3:56 pm  
Blogger Kali said...

p.s. Had to go back and have another look at the pics...and your smiles say it all !!

3:59 pm  
Blogger Calidore said...

What a wonderful holdiay and memory. You all look so happy and your description is perfect - I can see it all in my minds eye. Thank you for sharing.

6:04 pm  
Blogger Carol said...

OMG Robyn I didn't know that you had to battle cancer! Thank God that you've won that battle! I'm so happy that I've found your blog this year and that I got to know you a bit! Thank you ever so much for your lovely parcel that I've got yesterday, you've made my day! Mwah xox

P.S. Oh yes white Christmas in NY and then ice skating under the big Christmas tree, that is a dream! I'm glad to read that your dream has at least almost came true!

9:53 pm  
Blogger berryhead said...

HURRAY!!! Sorry you did not exactly get that white Christmas* but a fab memory all the same! Today we're getting hammered with the white stuff* I'll post some pics later on today*

3:32 am  
Blogger melissa said...

So, is that your sweet husband sitting next to you?!??! Bet so!

6:13 am  
Blogger Alice said...

A wonderful Christmas experience to remember always. I haven't had a snowy Christmas, just a very heavy frosty Christmas in England in 1992.

8:06 am  
Blogger Lady Laurie said...

Sounds like you had a lovely time! I have been to New York City a couple of times,but never have seen the Rockettes...
More importantly of course is your brave fight with cancer,I am so happy you are healthy now dear Robyn!

8:55 am  
Blogger ~NanCourt~ said...

What a wonderful gift! You deserved it! So glad you are all better!
I have never spent Christmas in NYC but my daughter and I got to spend '99 New Year's Eve on Times Square courtesy of my BF. We stood about 15 feet from darling Dick Clark and froze our tushies off for over 6 hours. We were packed in like a tin of sardines but it was worth it. My BF was such a trooper for taking us. He had lived there for years but never went out on New Year's Eve until we asked to do it. (He did say he would never do it again!) :-)
Thanks for reminding me of a sweet memory.......

1:51 pm  
Blogger Me said...

Ooooohhhhh.. I wonder if you were near our neck of the woods when you came to Pennsylvania... tell, tell! :o)

I never had a "true" White Christmas till I married Himself and came over here... in the UK, it was always warm-ish... and my parents had a beautiful apple tree in the garden.. then come Christmas the wind would get up, and all the blossom would blow off and cover the ground.. that was our white !!!!

Glad you're healthy now! :o)

4:05 am  

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