I'm courting all things miniature these days. Inspired by my daughter's (and my own!) love for tiny... I'm downsizing some little surprises for Valentine's Day. I'll be sharing more about these next week. Hope your weekend is filled with love...
I'm courting all things miniature these days. Inspired by my daughter's (and my own!) love for tiny... I'm downsizing some little surprises for Valentine's Day. I'll be sharing more about these next week. Hope your weekend is filled with love...

My, that was some good barn love yesterday!! Thanks for sharing your links, thoughts and memories.
So please give Nik Nak Nan a big welcome and a little visit. Yay, Mom!
I've always had a weakness for barns. It must be my intense nostalgia and love for all things vintage. Barns are rooted in a time almost forgotten... a place in history that was far simpler than our fast-paced century. When we relocated from our urban life, farmland was what called out to us. We wanted the romance of rolling fields, cows lowing, and a big red barn. Our 1850's farmhouse is surrounded by some of the last standing small farms of our time. Some have remained in the hands of families who settled here after the Civil War. As I drive by their barns, whether they're patched and tidy
I can't help but dream about the times they were built in. Was it a traditional barn raising? Did it go up in a day? What food did they celebrate with? What stories are hidden in those rafters filled with swallow nests. When farm life slows for the winter, the barns stands sentry over the snow covered fields, waiting for the day when the earth awakens. Welcome to my neighborhood. These are my landmarks as I drive home from town. I think of each of them as friends...



And I'm sure you recognize this last one, my mother's barn home! Stop back tomorrow with some news from the barn... it's very exciting!
I've been getting numerous requests about burlap and buckets... "will you ever make them again?" seems to be the most frequently asked question. The answer is YES! There are already several in the construction phase. And I'm finally creating another pattern... or two. I needed a little breather, desperately. I'm simply not cut out for mass production on a regular basis. (Well, unless they're unicorn ears!) I need room for new ideas to emerge. You do too, I'm sure. Stepping back and finding inspiration from new sources always recharges me. Working with other repurposed materials (such as newspaper and cracker boxes) also helps me to return to burlap with new appreciation and passion. I'm planning a shop update on February 1st!
There has been a lot of talk about Valentine's Day around here. I might have a new trick or two up my sleeve, but mostly I'll be recycling ideas from last year's good stuff. Here's a quick peek back in time.
Left: woven hearts
Edible hearts...
Thank you for your tremendous response to my party preparations on Friday. Your words carried me through as I sewed up all eight sets of ears, horns, tails and reconstructed cracker "bags"... The effort was worth it.
Everyone (including me) had a wonderful time. Five year olds are powerful people! Their ability to express themselves through dramatic play is always fascinating. With such simple props they transformed into magical creatures... a stampede of unicorns dancing through my house is something I'll never forget.
Who wouldn't enjoy being greeted by these lovelies waiting for the next unicorn to come in!?
I'm deep into glitter and all things magical as I prepare for a Unicorn Party for my 5 year old. When researching unicorn craft/party ideas, I found that most people used a boxed kit for this theme. Disappointing! Of course, I was spurred on to make as much as I could with what I have lying around. I know you saw that one coming from a mile away! Recycling doesn't mean that you have to give up your daughter's dreams of shiny, sparkly, and pink! I found my bottle of glitter paint from my son's 5th space party... 6 years later and it's still going strong. We're calling it "magic paint" around here, and I'm adding a layer of it to everything possible. Newspaper bunting has never looked so sparkly! The insides of cracker boxes have never appeared so magical... and what better way to spiff up a horn! So here's a little background on a couple of the many projects I'm working on:
There's tons more to do, plenty to make... but can you tell I'm having fun?! I've always loved to throw parties for children, and this one's going to be a doozy! I bet you have some special party memories of your own. What's been one of your favorites? Have an enchanting weekend!
I'm quite fortunate to be able to find inspiration right out my back door... but sometimes all I have to do is look up from this screen, and I can catch something magical. The crows have been gathering and cawing each morning this week. The above photo was taken from my studio window, above my desk. I caught this single crow in our old chestnut tree and edited the photos together. I'm finding that I can't stop looking at it. I feel connected to each dual side that this crow represents: the quiet, mulling things over bird and the wild, leaping-out-of-branches bird. A carving or stencil is definitely brewing...


A belated birthday party for my December daughter is coming right up and these flowers will help set the scene. I think they'd be a wonderful addition to any Valentine's Day crafting, as well. Ahh! That's how we can use the holiday wrapping paper we couldn't toss out!
I'm sure you can come up with millions of uses for these little blooms. Where can you find these fancy shears? They're a common office supply store staple... they're just hand paper shredders. Really. Online, I found them here for a very nice price.
-Roll from one end to another.




My sister lives in Hawaii, where she now cooks outside with her stove regularly. She brought back a different chapati pan for me and here it sits with little Chai cups. Chai is served several times a day in India, and they missed their daily dose. Luckily they brought back the recipe and spices and whipped it up morning, noon, and night while we were all together.
I get my love for clothespins and clips from my mother, who brought back this assortment:

And now on to the wild and wonderful:

and lastly:

