Mount Fair’s stoic main residence sits atop a hill overlooking blue mountains, thick forests, and
ever-changing gardens. She’s witnessed over one-hundred Christmases- each unique and
forever intertwined in her history. We can only imagine what sights she’s seen. Surely greenery
from the farm wrapped banisters and rested on mantels while oranges spiked with cloves sat in
silver bowls. To capture the magic of Christmases past, we let Mount Fair’s home and the farm’s
natural gifts of evergreens, berries and dried flowers take us back in time and celebrate a
holiday steeped in tradition.
This Christmas, cedar, arborvitae, boxwood, magnolia and white pine dressed all the mantels
and banisters. Adding a bit of sparkle, hydrangeas and magnolia leaves were painted gold and
white lights weaved through the greens. A fresh, magnolia wreath graced the front hall’s antique
door and the dining room’s lovely blue wallpaper inspired the berry-covered Virginia cedar
wreath. Bulbs of paperwhites and amaryllis were forced in the greenhouse and became living
gardens around the home. Their lovely fragrance permeated the rooms and perhaps added a
new tradition of our own to Mount Fair’s history.
It seemed as soon as the decorations went up, it was time to take them down. It was also time
to say goodbye to 2017. It’s only January, but with the recent blasts of cold air in Virginia, our
eyes are set on warm spring breezes.