The first of my two Christmas villages is done, and although I kept my christmas creche small and it was fairly easy to assemble, it still has a unique artistic charm. That is, of course, if you can imagine the virgin birth occurring in the south of France. I began collecting these santons de Provence since I was first married. Whenever we traveled to France (my hubby’s French), I would peruse the little shops and pick up a few more pieces. Following my mother-in-law’s lead, I used crinkled paper bags and rocks to construct the mountainous landscape.
Because space is a concern now that we’ve downsized to an urban condo, I set the village up on a small end table this year, and I plan to buy a clip-on spotlight to highlight it from above. Come take a peek…
There you have my christmas creche. My rendition of a Provincial nativity nestled in the mountains not far from the Cote d’Azur. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Love It, can’t wait to see it in person!!
Thanks Robin! I’m now working on my other, bigger Christmas in the City village!