Remembering a Dear Friend

Friendship is a sheltering tree.

~Samuel Taylor Coleridge~

It's been a while since I've joined Beverly for Pink Saturday. I'm so happy to be participating this week. So, let's get started.



As many of you know I'm going "all" out this year. If you could see our home right now you would say that's an understatement. lol When I say "all" out, I'm not just whistling Dixie folks. I finished the top of the fridge late yesterday afternoon. You all know how I "adore" snowmen. If they catch my eye and touch my heart they "have" to go home with me. This was the case with this beautiful Snowman Cookie Jar. I fell in love him, but alas...
This darling snowman print I've carried in the shop this past season. It is out of a series and each one is just as darling as the last one. Each of them have a lamb and a darling snowman or a family of snowmen.

Who could resist such a darling picture? The details are amazing.
I'm sure many of you have heard me mention My Betty many times over the course of this past year. She was a dear dear friend of mine. We often went shopping together. Often through the holiday season. lol This particular year was no exception. After being in the city all day we made a slight detour and stopped by the Cracker Barrel. As we walked in sitting there on a display was this darling, darling cookie jar. I fell in love with it immediately. Wanted to bring it home, but told myself "no". I did not need one more snowman "anything". I practiced self-control, oh it was hard, but I walked out the Cracker Barrel without the darling Snowman cookie jar. :-(

Slowly, over the course of our friendship My Betty started coming over Christmas Eve to spend the evening with us. Eating dinner, opening gifts and spending the night. Christmas Eve came and as scheduled My Betty arrived on time. Always with her famous cheese ball for Mr. P and bearing gifts. The evening's festivities began. We ate, cleaned up and listened to the grand kids carry on. :-)) It then became time to open the gifts. As each gift was handed out and opened the squeals of pleasure got louder and louder. It then became my turn to open my gifts. My Betty handed me this beautifully wrapped box and just smiled. I opened the box, pulled out the stuffing and squealed like a sissy girl.. Yes, inside was the Snowman cookie jar! I can't tell you how shocked I was. She never let on that day, not one little bit. The stinker. She had gone back over the next day and picked it up before anyone else could fall in love with it like I did. lol

Oh.. how I miss my Betty and all the fun times we had together. Each year, I pull out the Snowman cookie jar I fondly remember her and say a little prayer of thanks she came into my life and brought me so much pleasure. With her smile and laughter, her understanding and her hugs. These little guys have their very own sleigh to ride on.
Lookie here, just a wee bit of pink on the cheeks. I think they might have been out in the cold longer than I thought. :-))

Thanks for swinging by today. I've enjoyed having you. Don't forget to swing by Beverly's for a full list of those participating in Pink Saturday. Beverly, thank you for hosting Pink Saturday each week.

Happy Holidays!

hugs ~lynne~