Weekend Weathervanes: Santa and Reindeers

Weekend Weathervanes

Santa and Reindeers!

Now I know what to do with those photos – “thanks” to Heather Wilkinson Rojo at Nutfield Genealogy; she blogs Weekly Wednesday Weathervanes  in New Hampshire.  Please check out her page and enjoy the many unusual weathervane photos and often be entertained with a history lesson. It’s amazing at what you can encounter in your travels  – You Just Need To Look Up!

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Santa… on Donder, on Blitzen, on Rudolph!

On one of our weekend rides, on the backroads in Shelton, CT. (I think), we rounded a corner and I yelled for hubby to stop! I really should have one of those bumper stickers that say… I Brake for Weathervanes!

As it was far away, I couldn’t exactly tell what it was until later after we were roads away… and I was so excited that I’d have a “vane” for Christmas; so excited, that I even forgot to post it on time!

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As I can’t remember exactly where this is…. you better bet that I will be trying to research my route… when it’s warm. We are freezing in CT. right now, with temperatures of 12 degrees and lower!

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I love the cupola the Santa weathervane was mounted on! All I could think of when I saw it was the poem ‘Twas the night before Christmas, so I”m sharing it with you!

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‘Twas the Night Before Christmas

By Clement Clarke Moore

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONNER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

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;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!

Merry Christmas and Happy (2018) New Year to All!

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9 Responses to Weekend Weathervanes: Santa and Reindeers

  1. Evelyn Smith says:

    Nice. I’m surprised you didn’t notice if it was a business.
    Wonder if it is a year round weathervane.

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  2. That’s a fun one. I never saw a Christmas one before.

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  3. Heather Rojo says:

    Very nice find. The only other Santa Weathervanes I’ve seen are the ones on the Christmas Tree Shops, and they are not nearly as nice.

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  4. I hope it will still be there when you venture out in warmer weather. It looks like it could be a seasonal vane… But if that’s the case, when you find it again, you may find another great treasure!

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