Baby It’s Cold Outside

Yes, it’s February 2 and we are already talking Valentine’s Day and Spring but let’s be clear “BABY IT’S COLD OUTSIDE!

“Baby, It’s Cold Outside”

I really can’t stay – Baby it’s cold outside
I’ve got to go away – Baby it’s cold outside
This evening has been – Been hoping that you’d drop in
So very nice – I’ll hold your hands, they’re just like ice

My mother will start to worry – Beautiful, what’s your hurry?
Father will be pacing the floor – Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I’d better scurry – Beautiful, please don’t hurry
Maybe just a half a drink more – Put some records on while I pour

The neighbors might think – Baby, it’s bad out there
Say, what’s in this drink? – No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how – Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell – I’ll take your hat, your hair looks swell

I ought to say no, no, no – Mind if I move in closer?
At least I’m gonna say that I tried – What’s the sense in hurting my pride?
I really can’t stay – Baby don’t hold out
Ah, but it’s cold outside

I’ve got to get home – Oh, baby, you’ll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat – It’s up to your knees out there
You’ve really been grand – Thrill when you touch my hand
Why don’t you see – How can you do this thing to me?

There’s bound to be talk tomorrow – Think of my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied – If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can’t stay – Get over that hold out
Ah, but it’s cold outside
Oh, baby, it’s cold outside
Oh, baby, it’s cold outside
_Frank Loesser

Gotta love the Michael Buble version!

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The Most Wonderful Time of Year

Christmas 2017 and again, it’s that “most wonderful time of year” and we are about Christmas at home and travel.  It is always exciting to see the “new” and “old” and enjoy this festive season.  We are starting a little earlier this year as the schedule of seasonal events and opportunities for celebration have doubled in our world.  So then, we revisit last year’s lovely favorite image (of images) from our Greenbrier Resort Christmas.

Oh So Charming Christmas Tree

What really makes a charming masterpiece is a Christmas tree decorated in ornaments that tell your story of Christmas. At home, we decorate our trees with heirloom family ornaments collected and handed down over the years and each has its special meaning. Whether ornaments are collectors items of blown glass or crystal, famous artists or handmade, they are precious to us and each year we fill our trees with them as the most important piece of the tree décor. It is always a joy to share with others the story from each piece collected. They tell the story of Christmas in family life.

“I have the ornament
I have the perfect tree
I have a string of lights
 I have a chance to see
Everything that my heart thought could be.”*

As we travel and photograph Christmas, it is wonderful to capture the imagination and collections of others to enhance our own Christmas celebrations.  Whether a Christmas shop, event, hotel, resort, or famous houses, places or neighbor, it inspires us to even more creativity and holiday joy of beholding and capturing it.  It’s oh so charming! Be charmed this Christmas and take in the sights and beauty of Christmas!

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* Images photographed at The Greenbrier Resort of their Lobby Tree.  To see more of our images, see our earlier posts under the Categories link and on our HDRCHIC blog.

* This Christmas Day, Trans Siberian Orchestra

Summer is Beautiful

Our new print L’été est magnifique!  Summer is Beautiful!  One only has to look at our beautiful creation and stand in awe of it and we are blessed to not only take in its beauty but to photograph it and create art that enhances our homes and life.  Enjoy what you see and capture it!

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Summer Days
IN summer, when the days were long,
We walk’d, two friends, in field and wood;
Our heart was light, our step was strong,
And life lay round us, fair as good,
In summer, when the days were long.

We stray’d from morn till evening came,

We gather’d flowers, and wove us crowns;
We walk’d mid poppies red as flame,
Or sat upon the yellow downs,
And always wish’d our life the same.
In summer, when the days were long,
We leap’d the hedgerow, cross’d the brook;
And still her voice flow’d forth in song,
Or else she read some graceful book,

In summer, when the days were long.
And then we sat beneath the trees,
With shadows lessening in the noon;
And in the sunlight and the breeze
We revell’d, many a glorious June,
While larks were singing o’er the leas.

In summer, when the days were long,
We pluck’d wild strawberries, ripe and red,
Or feasted, with no grace but song,
On golden nectar, snow-white bread,
In summer, when the days were long.

We lov’d, and yet we knew it not,
For loving seem’d like breathing then;
We found a heaven in every spot;
Saw angels, too, in all good men,
And dream’d of gods in grove and grot.

In summer, when the days are long,
Alone I wander, muse alone;
I see her not, but that old song
Under the fragrant wind is blown,
In summer, when the days are long.
Alone I wander in the wood,
But one fair spirit hears my sighs;
And half I see the crimson hood,
The radiant hair, the calm glad eyes,
That charm’d me in life’s summer mood.
In summer, when the days are long,
I love her as I lov’d of old;
My heart is light, my step is strong,
For love brings back those hours of gold,
In summer, when the days are long.
Wathen Marks Wilks Call (1817–90)
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