Christmas Magic

By Catherine


Let me show you my Christmas. Make yourself a cup of hot chocolate, sit down at my kitchen table and let me tell you why I love Christmas, how it has influenced me and what it means to me.

Christmas Magic includes more than two dozen of holiday recipes, all beautifully illustrated with large full-color photographs and step-by-step instructions. It will give you plenty of Christmas inspirations and joy. This is the kind of book I would like to read; I haven´t found one, so I decided to write it instead.

It’s a cookbook, but it’s more than a cookbook. This is a book about Christmas decorations and traditions, it is also a story book. It tells you about Christmas; it helps you discover different holiday traditions and wonderful stories about what Christmas is for me.

Learn how our family ended up with the Christmas traditions we have today. Some of them dating back to my great-great-grandmother; others are traditions that I and my husband have created ourselves. This is the first book in a series called “The Ultimate Christmas Handbook” all are beautifully illustrated and will give you plenty of Christmas inspirations and joy.

So let me tell you my Christmas story, from one Christmas lover to another.

Read the first three chapters in my books

Vinden ven med ett öronbedövande ljud runt huset, ett komplext och skrämmande ljud. I bakgrunden fanns ett otäckt susande som aldrig riktigt slutade. I förgrunden knakade och tjöt det i takt med att hela huset skallrade, vilket skapade ett olycksbådande dovt ljud. Vinden fick huset att kränga och vrida sig, som om det försökte skydda sig genom att röra sig i ryckiga kvidande rörelser.


I first met him on a bright summers day, when I almost stumbled over him. He was just a few feet away from our front porch, a tiny little rugged Pica Pica; or Eurasian magpie as he’s more commonly called.

He looked at me with his big, black eyes and he wasn’t scared. When I took a few steps away from the porch, he turned around and walked towards a pile of wood, that my husband had… more

She sat there staring through the airplane window. It was blue sky as far as Helena could see – no other planes, no nothing. If she leaned towards the window, she could see the clouds down below. It was the perfect weather for traveling.

"What are we doing here?" she quietly asked herself. "Is this crazy?"

Helena gazed at her seven-month-old baby boy, soundly asleep in her arms… more