I just came across some pictures of German winter scenes, Christmas markets, and Christmas ornaments I grew up with. Made me all nostalgic about my childhood in Germany.
I didn’t like the cold weather, but loved Christmas time. My mom would decorate the house, we always had a huge, real Christmas tree in the living room, and we’d freeze our noses off spending hours walking around the Weihnachtsmarkt — the Christmas market — eating fried dough with powdered sugar until we’d look like Santa.
My mom collected theses handmade, hand-painted angels and it was always a special ritual to unwrap them and display them on a little side table every year. She knows how much I love them, so she now makes it a point to always buy us one more angels for every Christmas to add to our collection here in New York. They are proudly displayed on one of our bookshelves. The Christmas markets in Germany are spectacular. This is the one in my hometown. The Dresden Stiezelmarket claims to be the oldest Christmas market, dating back to 1434.
Wishing you a wonderful Holiday Season! May it bring back wonderful memories of your childhood as well.