Today we finally had a reprieve from all the gloomy, gray days so Jon and I opened all the windows in the house and soaked up the sun for as long as we could. We’ve occupied ourselves with a million crafty projects the past few days. I chose a burlap “garland” for the tree this year and wanted a few other burlap bits to complement it. But we arrived at my usual fabric store to find them completely cleaned out. Not a scrap of burlap on the shelves. So after scouring a few more places we finally found some in stock at Jo-ann. I panicked and bought 4 yards instead of the 1/4 yard I was originally after. I’ve made burlap wreaths, burlap roses, burlap ornaments. If I could figure out how to make stockings, I probably would.
And I got way off topic.
Actually, this post is about this:
Well, not this book exactly. But one just like it. One that used to be at my Memaw’s house. Growing up, it was my favorite and when Jack and Jon got old enough to enjoy it, she sent it to live at our house. During that time it’s been loved to death… literally. It gradually lost the cover and then a few of the pages. Eventually I confiscated it and have been trying to figure out how to “fix” it.
Enter brand new book found on ebay. (Photo above). Using a few small frames and some hot glue, I turned my favorite pages from the old book into ornaments.
This is one of my favorites, the tortoise having a picnic under a blue umbrella.
A suspendered mole watches the race.
I borrowed a piece of fur from the closet to finish the tree.
And now for some hot cocoa.