Mya is only ten months old, but she is already walking and play reading to herself. She gets into everything and then goes on to ten more things. At this moment my family room is strewn with all her toys, books, cookie crumbs, various bits and pieces that have made up her day of staying with Gramma. I know when her mother picks her up and takes her home tonight I will get a chance to sweep the floor and put the toys away for next time. Like a bath tub plug pulled all the noise and the days activities will whoosh away and I will be left with a quiet empty space. I will be longing for her to return.
Like a romp through your favorite vintage haunt my blog is stuffed with an eclectic mix of subjects. Vintage collections, writings, family photos and memories, daily devotion to living well in a world that requires us to recycle, edit and cherish our past and present day belongings. In talks with my dog Angie I'm aware of the basics of a simple code for life. Have respect,honor the past, protect the future.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Wee Red Booties
Made these wee red booties for Mya to wear on her first Christmas. Hope they will fit her. She fits us all so well .
Today she turned ten months old. Another mile stone in her precious life. Her mother took a video of her reading a book to herself. In her soft little baby voice saying sounds that told a story only she knew the words too.
For Mya life is a huge adventure and she the happiest child I know.
How fine to head off into life in red shoes.
Today she turned ten months old. Another mile stone in her precious life. Her mother took a video of her reading a book to herself. In her soft little baby voice saying sounds that told a story only she knew the words too.
For Mya life is a huge adventure and she the happiest child I know.
How fine to head off into life in red shoes.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Knitting Frenzy
Wisteria |
mini sweaters for the tree |
Have had to much fun learning to knit again. I am feeling very sad for all the years I have lost NOT KNITTING. Since I moved to Florida in '92 I foolishly thought I should leave my talent and love for knitting behind in the chilly lets wear knits New England that I came from. What a loss and mistake. Now to find again the passion to pick up knitting and be creative. Yarns, threads, and tangles of color have made me giddy with possibilities and projects. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~My Christmas gift giving has become another home made adventure. As in years past I am making most of my gifts. What I haven't been knitting for gifts I have been finding at tag sales and thrift shops. It will be a very merry and very thrifty creative Christmas with family this year. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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