Gifts from the heart...

are very special to me. I love giving and receiving handmade gifts. I believe that when you make something for someone, you are thinking of them during the process, and that in it's self is meaningful. This year's Christmas gifts were exceptional, here are a few:

Granddaughter Olivia painted this for me at one of those "make it yourself studios", with a little help from her Mom and Dad. I was told she painted the pink background by herself. I think we have another budding artist in the family. It is perfect for the cookies we love baking together.

Daughter-in-law, Kasey knitted these two scarves for me. They are of the softest yarn and feel awesome around my neck. The color choices are my two favorite colors. Knitting is something I have never tried to learn, so how wonderful to have a knitter in the family.

Stepdaughter, Kelsey had a job with the Dept. of Natural Resources for a few months this year studying birds. She is also a talented photographer, and the calendar is a collection of photos she took throughout the year. I adore birds, and this gift will keep on giving with each new month.

Though I didn't post a picture of it, I want to mention the gift from my niece, Michelle. She is the cook in the family, and we are the lucky recipients of one of her homemade lasagnas. She makes the best. Some evening when I don't feel like cooking (which is most nights), we'll toss a salad, uncork a bottle of wine and have a feast.

May your day...

be filled with peace and joy. Have a very Merry Christmas!

A wee box filled with family...

I took time out from all the Christmas preparations to make this for my sister's birthday. The little box is about the same size as a large box of kitchen matches. It is a Seven Gypsy's product, and I believe that it is supposed to hold ATC's, or artist trading cards. I picked it up one day at Mystic Paper, because it was just so darn cute, but not knowing what I would do with it. Sorting through old family photos is always a trip down memory lane. My sister was really surprised, and we had a great time reminiscing.

Happy Birthday, Judi...

We shared many secrets, the same mom and dad.

We shared lots of good times, don't think of the bad.

Our memories we'll cherish, with love without end.

I'm glad you're my sister, I'm glad you're my friend.

Dan Fogelberg 1951-2007

http://www.danfogelberg.com/
I was shocked and saddened to learn of the death of one of my all time favorite singer/songwriters. It is always such a loss to lose someone as gifted and talented as he was at such an early age. His music touched me and many others over the years. I discovered his music in 1974, and I have listened to him probably more than any other artist. I saw him many times in concert. Dan was an Illinois boy, and one concert that really stands out is one that he gave in Peoria in 1975. It was quite special to see him perform in his hometown. The stage crew all had t-shirts that said "Welcome home, Danny" on the front and 8/9/75 on the back. I wanted one of those shirts in the worst way. I begged my friend to ask one of the crew if he would sell the shirt off his back. He agreed, and I paid twenty dollars for it. It was a lot of money back then, considering it was probably twice the price of the concert ticket. I treasured that souvenir, and wore it till it was literally thread bare.
He will be missed...but, his gift to us, his music, will live on and on.

Bravo, Andrea...Bravo!

Last night was special. I attended the Andrea Bocelli concert with a couple of friends. I had looked forward to it for weeks and the show did not disappoint. The man can sing! He has only seven concert dates in the U.S, so it was fortunate for us that Phoenix was one of them. As we were waiting for the show to begin, and people were taking their seats, we saw a couple being ushered to the front row. I wondered who the lucky people were and later found out that it was Mohammad Ali and his wife. Andrea introduced them and even came out on stage wearing his autographed boxing gloves. As a young boy, Andrea idolized the boxing great and had met with him the day before.

Traditions...

tra·di·tion (trə-dĭsh'ən)
The passing down of elements of a culture from generation to generation, especially by oral communication.
A mode of thought or behavior followed by a people continuously from generation to generation; a custom or usage.
A set of such customs and usages viewed as a coherent body of precedents influencing the present: followed family tradition in dress and manners.

A body of unwritten religious precepts.
A time-honored practice or set of such practices.
Law Transfer of property to another.

In our family, one of our favorite traditions has always centered around the Christmas tree. I worked in a drug store over thirty years ago that also sold Hallmark items. Naturally, I was bitten by the ornament bug and have collected many. Each year I would add one or two or several. When my sons were small, they were given an ornament each year, starting with a baby's first Christmas. Whether it be Disney themed or sports related, I tried to choose one that matched their interests at the time. When they became married adults, I felt it was time to let them each have their ornaments to enjoy on their own trees. Actually, I am relying on my dear daughters-in-law to keep them safe. It pleases me to see them displayed in their homes, remembering that I lovingly chose them, and knowing that each year they bring back special memories. I am still giving them ornaments and now include their wives and children.
Each year when I decorate my own tree, the memories come rushing back. It's like visiting with old friends that you haven't seen for a while. Not all of my favorites are Hallmark. Some of the ones that I treasure the most are homemade, given to me by family and friends. Here are a few :

Son, Brian made the paper plate Rudolph in kindergarten. His antlers are broken and his eyes have long fallen off...I had a Barbie case exactly like this when I was little, I loved everything about Barbie...My Brother made the Canadian goose...My sister gave me a collection of blown glass ornaments, which included the VW. It reminds me of the bug I drove in college.

Some remind you of special places or trips. While in London, we took a cab to Harrods with the main intention of buying a souvenir ornament. We braved the hustle and bustle of an extremely crowded store, only to find out that we were too early or way too late to find any. Fortunately, one of my travel companions, Patti, made another trip across the pond that same year, and was able to get one for each of us.

My niece cross stitched the "Merrie Yule"...I love the patriotic Santa, bunny ballerina, soccer beaver and reindeer crammed in the phone booth.

My sister gave me this one. Our country was still reeling from the attacks of 9/11. The message was particularly important that year and still is today.

Lonesome dove...

perched on an icy branch. My brother emailed me these two photos today. They were taken in the backyard of his Midwestern home. It is really stunning to see the after affects of an ice storm. Extremely beautiful, but incredibly dangerous. I used to think the ice was fun to run and slide on when I was a kid. Driving on it was an entirely different matter. The last winter that I lived in Illinois was a bad one. I remember coming home from work one evening, I tried to turn into my driveway, but ended up sliding into my neighbors car instead. I was barely moving and couldn't stop. To our family in Illinois and Iowa who are dealing with this, please be careful. Stay safe and warm!

The annual sitting...

for this year's Christmas card took place this morning. As always, a great deal of patience and persuasion is needed. Not to mention several treats as bribery. I have to laugh at Ruby in her foo-foo ruffle. The look on her face says it all. Scarlett is always sweet and eager to please. As for Otis, this is his tenth Christmas, so he knows the drill.

It's beginning to look...

a little like Christmas. The crocks have been filled and the decorating has begun. It is a lot of work to haul the decorations down from the attic and garage, but the effort is always worth it. I have found that less is more, and last year I decided to only keep the decorations that I really love. Even though our home is not a saltbox or a cozy cottage, I prefer to use natural things, like the colonials did. It is so hard to get away from the cutesy commercialization that bombards you in every store you enter. Keeping it simple at home helps keep my stress level down at this busy time of year.

Work has begun...

on Catherine Maudsley 1844. Stitching the border is my least favorite part. I don't know why, it just is. This design has a lot of border, and I'm making myself stitch it first. I have admired this piece for a few years, especially after seeing a model of it. I love the colors and the chart photo really doesn't do it justice. I have chosen to stitch mine on Lakeside Linen's 40ct. vintage lentil with one strand of silk.

What to do with all the...

leftover turkey? I made a pot pie, using a new recipe that I found. This is one of DH's favorite meals. He was really excited to see me pulling this out of the oven. I usually manage to burn the crust around the edges, at least a little. This time, however, it was almost too pretty to cut in to. The recipe is a keeper, it was delicious. Now I need to figure out what to do with all of the mashed potatoes. Hmmm...shepherd's pie, perhaps.

Who's the little monkey...

in the tree? Why, it's Quinn! Paul thought it would be a fun thing to plant her up in the tree on Thanksgiving. I think I would have had heart failure if I had been there. I was no doubt still doing dishes after dinner. He was actually right underneath her, just in case. She is the most active little girl. Never still for a minute...just like her Daddy was at that age.

I am thankful

for so many things in my life...my health...my wonderful family... my beautiful grand babies...a husband who loves me even when I'm not so lovable...fabulous friends, who stick through thick and thin...each day that I have left with my aging Boxer, Otis...the girls, Ruby and Scarlett...my country, and the freedoms we sometimes take for granted. Happy Thanksgiving to all.

New England Sampler

I really love the designs of Brenda Keyes of The Sampler Company. Each one that I have stitched has been very enjoyable, and this one was no exception. Maybe it's the funny little people with the strange eyes. Or, it could be the assorted critters and flocks of birds. While I was framing this I noticed a mistake. The green bird above the wagon has no legs. Oops! I guess he or she must be roosting in mid air. This was stitched on 36ct. something with one strand of NPI silk.

I can't wait any longer...

to see what happens to Jamie and Claire. A Breath Of Snow And Ashes is the sixth novel in the Outlander series by Diana Gabaldon. Even though this last book has been out for a couple of years, I have purposely waited to read it. I really don't want this wonderful story to end, and it took me awhile to read the others. Each book averages a thousand pages. My friend, Patti, first introduced me to Outlander, and to her I say thank you. I have enjoyed losing myself in the rich history and fabulous storytelling.
A few years ago, I visited Scotland. The country side is ruggedly beautiful, and Edinburgh Castle was a place I'll never forget. I am so grateful that I was able to go there. While I was reading, I could picture Jamie Fraser and his men roaming the heather covered hills.

A room of my own...

Everything is finally in place in the new craft room. It took awhile to decide on a work table. I did some searching for an antique of some type, but couldn't find anything. I can be a messy painter, so thought I'd stick to something easy to clean. The style is very modern for me, but it blends in with the book case and leather chair. They are left over from when it was the guest room. The best thing about the room is that the dogs love to hang out with me in there. We like looking out the window and being able to see what the neighbors are up to. Just kidding, Yolande! I suppose that in time it will become more cluttered. I tend to surround myself with the things I love.

A place to paint, stamp, scrapbook...create!

Scarlett's spot!

The ugly blue (found at a yard sale) cabinet, repainted.

I can watch all the sports I want in here...thanks, honey!

A nice place to stitch or read...if it isn't already occupied by Ruby and Scarlett.

You won't find it at Tiffany's...

I'm a bracelet girl, and fortunately for my husband, I prefer things like this to expensive jewelry. I made this yesterday afternoon while watching ASU sadly lose to Oregon. It was a quick project, I tied on a few charms and ribbons...and there you have it.

I wish...

the bugs in my garden were as cute as these three. Here are my darlings all ready for trick or treat. It's amazing that I was able to get a good photo of Olivia and Quinn. Those two little girls don't stand still for a second. It's much easier with baby Kai , at least until he starts walking.

Happy Halloween!

A sampling of Autumn decor...

at our house. While each new season brings a change and its own uniqueness, I would be happy if it was Autumn all year long. I love everything about it, but especially the crisp cool mornings, falling leaves, warm and vibrant colors of pumpkins and gourds, apple cider and caramel apples. I like to nest, and perhaps I love Fall because I enjoy getting our home ready for the colder months ahead. As a little girl, I always loved stories about squirrels and other animals gathering food and preparing for winter. It never really gets that cold here in the desert, but we do experience the changes of seasons, if ever so subtle.

A gathering of gourds

A favorite stitch from Notforgotten Farm.

A gift from my Brother, an antique corn dryer

Hello Fall...

Another design from Notforgotten Farm

Sunday at the zoo...

what a fun way to spend the day with family. The weather was perfect and the animals were out and visible. My daughter-in-law laughed at me because every animal that we saw was my favorite. I guess I do have many favorites when it comes to animals. Olivia and Quinn enjoyed the petting zoo, and were able to see the goats and sheep at eye level.

Sweet little...

Polly Gayton is finished and framed. This was an enjoyable sampler to stitch. From start to finish it took me around three weeks to complete. Initially, I wasn't excited about the charted colors of silk, as they are very muted and of similar shades, however, then end result is nice. It was stitched on 40ct Lakeside (vintage something) Linen.