food, crochet, merriment
I seem to be having a Beatrix Potter “thing” these days.
First, we watched the movie “Miss Potter” for the millionth time.
Can’t get enough of that one.
Then Jillian visited the Potter museum and brought back some beautiful treasures from the Lake District in England.
Then there are all the magical books that make my heart sooo happy.
I remember working at the bookstore when I was just a kid and dreaming of owning the whole World of Peter Rabbit boxed set…someday…
… someday.
Heh, heh.
A couple of years ago, I had this brilliant idea. I wanted to get fake poinsettias and put them in my pretty little white flower baskets–for the winter. Normally, these baskets hold the most beautiful Ivy Geraniums that you’ve ever seen. Bright pink…always.
But it was a very hard transition from all that color to nothing for the cold months. Hence the fake flower idea. I did tons of research on how and where to buy the flowers and became very discouraged, very quickly. Turns out, fake flowers are actually pretty pricey online and even at the craft stores. I just wasn’t prepared to spend a $100+ just to have a spot of color. As I was about to give up– a friend said, “You obviously haven’t been to the Dollar Store.”
She was right–I hadn’t! So, after correcting that problem–I found all the pretend Poinsettias at Dollar Tree! And the best part? I spent exactly $21.34 for all the red you see here! Wahooo!
I love that they look fabulous up against my little white house–just like I imagined they would. I’m feeling quite clever right now.
Heh, heh.
PS–If you decide to do something similar and grab some fake flowers like these ones–be sure to shop for them in October or you may not find them till the next year. They’ll be gone.
When you use wrapping paper that matches your nails- you should expect to tape your own finger down at LEAST three times.
Sheesh.
When the snow really comes down–well, for how much it ever really snows in Utah–
at least when there is enough to blanket the ground and the trees and the bushes…
I love to go out and stand in the quiet and just turn slowly and look at how beautiful it all is.
It’s like a funny, magical, lovely miracle that I am here, in this place at this time of my life. Sometimes I just stand there for a while, allllll alone and let it take my breath away.
But then I remember, the other sweetness is that we’re never, any of us, ever completely alone…
are we?
On my way to class and I’m simply overwhelmed at the beautiful world I am blessed to live in.
Sometimes it takes my breath away.