Saturday, December 31, 2016

Dandelion Wishes

To wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect. ~ Jane Austen

While dandelions lay fast asleep this  winter, I can only imagine softly blowing dandelion wishes.  Well, one wish.

My one wish would be for a real library near the Big Woods.  The closest one is in the next county (close to an hour's drive each way).  I suppose you could call that one a real library.  There are books to borrow but the selection is limited.

I did venture out to the library this morning.  It was my first visit and most likely my last visit.  I think I own more books than the library does. Yes, it is that small. I left empty handed.

A trip to the big city bookstore is on the top of my to do list for the next year. Until then, I will peruse my bookshelves and revisit some favorite stories.

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

When the Clock Tolls Reading O'Clock


You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me. ~ CS Lewis

Over the holidays, my husband and I visited an arts festival and I fell in love with this grandfather clock bookcase.  I didn't have time to peruse the titles offered at this little free library but that is just fine.  My cup runneth over with books.

Yesterday was Boxing Day and we went searching for (marked down after Christmas) treasure.  Our best discoveries were found at the Barnes and Noble in the city. The children's Christmas books were half price. And as I now have two different sets of grandchildren in different states, I had to buy two of each book(s).  One set to send across state lines and one set to keep at Nana's house.





Board books for little hands.






Hardbound books for little bit bigger hands.


I was so excited to find doubles of all the books. Plus I had three different gift cards to use. I ended up spending less than $40 for all the books.  I love books and I especially love reading to my grandchildren. ♥

Friday, December 23, 2016

Not a Creature Was Stirring Except For a Mouse


This sweet little mouse has been visiting us for Christmas.  Her name is Miss Mousey and she is a country mouse.

Miss Mousey and I are working on some stories to share with everyone after the holidays.


And speaking of mice...

Christmas mice are scurrying here and there.  Christmas mice are everywhere ~ especially on my Christmas cards.



I love these little festive mice.

I started with stamping the images and then colored them with watercolor pencils.  I added a green border and then fixed onto the candy cane card stock.




Another little mouse inside the card. I love the little star on his tail!






A little caroler mouse serenades us on the front of the envelope.






I love to watch the Muppets Christmas Carol movie. If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend you do.  It is delightful!

One of the first songs is about Ebenezer Scrooge and there are the most darling mice singing.

When a cold wind blows it chills you
Chills you to the bone
But there's nothing in nature that freezes your heart
Like years of being alone

It paints you with indifference
Like a lady paints with rouge
And the worst of the worst, the most hated and cursed
Is the one that we call Scrooge
Unkind as any, and the wrath of many
This is Ebenezer Scrooge

Oh, there goes Mr. Humbug
There goes Mr. Grim
If they gave a prize for being mean
The winner would be him
Old Scrooge, he loves his money
Cause he thinks it gives him power
If he became a flavour you can bet he would be sour

There goes Mr. Skinflint
There goes Mr. Greed
The undisputed master of the underhanded deed
He charges folks a fortune for his dark and drafty houses
Us poor folk live in misery
It's even worse for mouses
(Please sir, I want some cheese)

He must be so lonely, he must be so sad
He goes to extremes to convince us he's bad
He's really a victim of fear and of pride
Look close and there must be a sweet man inside
(Nah . . . uh uh)

There goes Mr. Outrage
There goes Mr. Sneer
He has no time for friends or fun
His anger makes that clear
Don't ask him for a favour cause his nastiness increases
No crust of bread for those in need
No cheeses for us meeces

There goes Mr. Heartless
There goes Mr. Cruel
He never gives, he only takes
He lets his anger rule
If being mean's a way of life you practice and rehearse
Then all that work is paying off, cause Scrooge is getting worse
Every day in every way
Scrooge is getting worse

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

A Poinsettia For Beauty

There is a special winter garden
And it blossoms each December.
It is planted with the seed
Of every Christmas we remember.
There is mistletoe for laughter,
There is holly for good cheer,
There is evergreen to symbolize
The hope of the New Year.
There is poinsettia for beauty,
And for sweetness there is the bay,
May the harvest of all these, and more
Be yours this Christmas Day.

One of my Christmas projects is crocheting sweet little holiday stockings.  Each one is approximately 5"x 3".  I have made four of them so far.  They will grace my Christmas dinner table holding each one's silverware.

I've struggled a bit with the Poinsettia middle flowers.  First, I tried french knots but they didn't look right.  I settled with a golden floral middle that will hopefully give it a poinsettia look.

All in all, I am very pleased with the outcome.