My Red Mitten Story

Good evening dear friends.

Loving all of the Christmas tours out there.
You all are 
A M A Z I N G

Tonight I would like to share with you my mitten story.

My aunt recently knitted me three

 adorable little mittens.

She did an awesome job being 80 years young herself.

I just love them!!! 

I have always been partial to red mittens.

Growing up I had a many pairs of my very own red mittens.

I wore them when we would go into the woods at Gramma B's

looking for our perfect Christmas tree.

I had snowball fights with my cousins wearing

my red mittens.

I made snowmen and snow forts in them.

I wore them to church at Christmas and afterwards,

went sledding down the hill at gramma H's.

I was wearing them when my dad got stuck in the snow

one snowy evening on our way to Gramma H's farmhouse.

My red mittens and I carried our dog through the snow

to gramma's, while my dad carried my sister,

and my mom carried by brother.

I wore my red mittens while riding my pony "Star"

at Gramma B's farmhouse in the Winter.

I wore them traipsing to school and back home

each Winter day.

(Yes, I had to walk to school)

This time of season I am always reminded of my red mittens.

Each year, my mom would get me a new pair.

Either I wore them out, or out grew them...

but cherished each pair I wore.

Now as I sit here,

the picture above is what I currently see,

while writing to you about my own mittens.

Do you have a fond memory of the season?

Because of the snow of the century coming now.

(my sister called it that)

We postponed our family Christmas until Sunday.

My daughter and grands will now be here.

I am so blessed.

Red Mitten Blessings To All!

Janice