We go to my Mom's for Christmas, and there are 11 stockings - all matching, all knitted by my Dad's aunt. Mom hangs them in the living room, with ribbon, on the railing between the room and the stairs. They look beautiful and can be up for 2 weeks before Christmas without interfering with the use of the fireplace.
On Christmas Eve we cut them down and lay them on the hearth.
On Christmas Eve we cut them down and lay them on the hearth.








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