His eyes—how they twinkled! His dimples: how merry,
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
Verse for this version of “A Visit from St. Nicholas” found on Wikipedia.
Below is the original photo used to create this image. My strongest Christmas memories center around the box of presents and treats my grandparents would send from Arizona. My Gramma loved to shop flea markets and there would always be a cute, handmade ornament. My Gramma is still going strong but she can’t do all the baking and shopping anymore. I’ve held on to these treasures, and I gathered them all together to take a simple snap from my smartphone. I added a touch of brightness in Photoshop.
