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By STELLA DEAN RICHARDS
Rappahannock News Staff Writer
The meaning of Kathryn Waylands Christmas tree, surrounded by a miniature Christmas village and Christmas parks, becomes clearer the more you look at the pageant. She has put a piece of herself in every tiny lace curtain, every little stone chimney and every eifs cap that she has made. She has poured her whole self into this creation.
And a creation it is. There is something of everything here, becoming a miniature representation of life on this planet. There are camels and sheep, World War II jeeps and trucks, an Indian in a canoe, Victorian ladies shopping for Christmas, and everywhere elves and angels.
Because just about everything in this ensemble is handmade and because there is so much reconciliation of opposites, the project is both art and a carol of love. "It is the Lord’s birthday cake," Mrs. Wayland said quietly. “It’s the ’“jtn^els the wise men brought. W'hen I ar\finished, I kneel down and make an offering of the tree."
There are possibly hundreds of little figures that skate or sing or carry tiny presents around that are laid out on four snowy white sheets in a wide river around the tree.
Mrs. W'ayland has made and collected the small figures, the cardboard houses and stores, the Christmas balls and angels for as long as she can remember. Some of the objects on and around the tree are toys the Waylands got for their children as much as 40 years ago. “I never throw anything out." she laughs.
When she was a child, she was given a miniature crystal punch bow-1 holding perhaps 20 doll-sized cups. She has been in love with miniatures ever since. She gets her considerable artistic talent from her mother, who painted elegant china tureens and plates.
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