Showing posts with label tradition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tradition. Show all posts

Monday, May 19, 2008

Once a Year

I don't believe in knick-knacks.

And by "believe in," I do not mean to suggest that I question that knick-knacks exist. I do not even mean to suggest that I do not support other people's right to buy them and enjoy them as they choose.

I only mean to say I just don't believe in their place in our house. I am certain that does not exist.

So when we travel, we do not buy engraved shot glasses or postcards we will not mail. Or even things that we will look at more than a few weeks every year.

We buy ornaments.

From every trip Husband and I have every been on, well before we planned to get hitched, we've gotten an ornament from every place we've visited.

Packed away in a box, in our storage room, are all of them. There is a lobster from Boston, a lovely metallic fish from the North Georgia mountains and a Celtic cross from Scotland. I'd bring out every one to show, but the placement is precarious, so you'll just have to trust me on this one.

I love that once a year, we will bring them all out. There will always be one we've forgotten and best of all, most, along with the actual story of the place, has a story from the actual purchase.

This is our ornament from Stockholm.