Growing up, my biggest and warmest memory of Christmas was our creche. The handmade figures, the huge stable built by my dad. The quilt batting and snow that covered a spattering of white Christmas lights, which created a shining snow-blanketed…
Growing up, my biggest and warmest memory of Christmas was our creche. The handmade figures, the huge stable built by my dad. The quilt batting and snow that covered a spattering of white Christmas lights, which created a shining snow-blanketed…
When I visited Pompeii in Italy, I was amazed by the ruins left standing. It was incredible to see the technology and inventions the ancient Italians developed and how that inspired technology today. I looked at the ruins and imagined what they…
Celebrations. They have been part of our family’s culture since I can remember. It could be because we are Catholic {hello how many feast days}, it could be because we are Polish, French, Irish, German and more… or because we…
