Contributor: Tourism Langley | Date: December 18th, 2014

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by Clement Clarke Moore or Henry Livingston

 


‘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, Donder 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 head, 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.”


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Contributor: Tourism Langley | Date: December 16th, 2014
Photo Credit: Mr. Wang on Flickr.

Photo Credit: Mr. Wang on Flickr.

Give yourself and your friends the gift of goodness by serving up a festive feast this holiday season made from locally produced food and drinks.

Our farms and artisan food makers guarantee you the freshest and tastiest fare available. We promise that you’ll impress your guests with the vast array of delicious treats produced right here in Langley.


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Contributor: Tourism Langley | Date: December 12th, 2014
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Milner Village Garden Centre

Have you picked out your tree, loaded up on eggnog, and bought all your presents for friends and family? Do you have your house decorated and are the stockings hung by the chimney with care?

Well done! We wish we could be more like you. But alas, we’re usually the ones running around at the last minute, frantically trying to find the most perfect gifts, while also tearing our hair out. We’re probably not the only ones, either. Right? Christmas shopping can be incredibly stressful.

But this year, we’ve made a plan. We’re going to get organized, bypass the big-box stores, and buy local. We’re going to find the most perfect, unique gifts. And we’re even going to pick up a few extra little presents for those surprise, drop-in guests. Here are a few local ideas:


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Contributor: Tourism Langley | Date: December 8th, 2014
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Dogwood Christmas Tree Farm

For those of us who celebrate Christmas, it doesn’t matter how much mulled wine we pour or how many wreaths we hang on the door, it’s not really Christmas until we’ve picked out the perfect tree.

So what makes a perfect tree? The perfect tree is the one with the perfect shape, the perfect smell of needles and winter, and is the perfect size to hold tinsel, baubles and lights. The perfect tree is the one you choose with your family or friends, and the one that signals to every person walking past your living room window that Christmas has arrived at your home.


Continue reading: Finding the Perfect Christmas Tree in Langley
Contributor: Tourism Langley | Date: December 5th, 2014

With the kids out of school soon and the weekends open for adventure, what are the best options for families in Langley this Christmas and winter? There are lots of local options, but we’ve earmarked a few extra-special experiences you can have with your children this holiday season.

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