Good afternoon to all. I have had a long day but gratifying. Spent a morning and afternoon with the ladies ministries from Salvation Army for our Christmas party. I know it is a bit early, but had a marvelous time. Great food, great company and an all around great day.
Today's blog is about Water globes. Yesterday, here in the Chicago land area we had our first true snowfall. It was so wonderful and soft as the flakes gently fell. What a beautiful sight it was. It was a bit humorous to me that it began to snow after my seeing snow globes in two stores. When I spotted them, I walked over to the shelf and picked one up. It instantly transported me back in time. As a child, I love to get snow globes. I used to collect them from where ever we went. It was always my choice as a souvenir. There was something so exciting to be able to turn it upside down and watch as the flakes of glitter slower fell upon the inside scene. I remember having one with an old house in in and remembered how beautiful it seemed. There were Christmas ones years ago with Santa and snowmen in them. I remember the one I had gotten in New York with silver glitter falling down. How many times I shook that globe upside down! I remember when eventually water seemed to have evaporated from them and not being able to through it out. It was like disposing a treasure chest.
As I held that snow globe in my hand, I slowly caressed over the glass with my hands thinking of the magic that the globe held. I slowly turned it upside down and then shook it, slowly turning it back up again. I watched as the snow fell slowly down. I was actually happy to see one. It was like an old friend who had returned. And then I thought about how many children would be thrilled over that globe. I wondered how many times it would be shaken and the snow would fall. I remembered the scene in Heidi with Shirley temple when the governess broke Heidi's gift from Clara's father. It was a snow globe with a cabin inside and when it snowed it reminded Heidi of her grandfather. How precious it was to her. How symbolic the moment. I guess I am just an old sentimental girl. Nothing changed in all these years. Those snow globes seem to still have a hold on me and I guess they probably always will.