I'll admit it. I've got a "thing" for Santa. And I've had a lot of help collecting Santas over the years - Santas from P and my mom, trip souvenir Santas, Connie's painted wooden Santas and an office party game Santa where no one would "steal" from me as everyone knew how I felt about Santa. No wonder it's the "Year of the Santa" in our rooms this year.
This year, I've corralled all the Santas in trays around the house. Here's a bunch in the entry way. It makes displaying easy peasy.
Moss balls (from the $1 Store and the like) fill in the empty areas on the trays.
Musical Santas in the entry way. Turns out, around 3 p.m. every day, a mirror ball ornament on the tree catches the afternoon sun to provide a cool light show on the walls. Who says Santa isn't magical?
More Santas on the tree.
Red IKEA throws on each arm of the sofa keeps the room festive.
Santa free living room fireplace and black mirrored lampshades on the sconces.
Little keepsake vignettes on kitchen shelving.
My grandmother's Santa on a matchbox sleigh.
Garlands over a framed drawing in the kitchen, snowflakes on the windows.
In the main floor powder room, Santas delivered on a silver tray.
Family room table Santas and a paper Santa hat on a collage. Years ago, my mom gave me the Norman Rockwell Santa print from the Norman Rockwell Museum in Stockbridge, MA.
A close up of a dozen Santas. Whew, enough with the Santas!
In the entry way, 99 Cent Store snowflakes and a Mourning Dove from the Alameda Flea Market.
And outside, real Mourning Doves enjoy this Christmas Eve afternoon. Here's to Santa bringing you joy, peace and health this Christmas.