12 Days of Light: Land of Magic and Imagination

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12 Days of Light: The Longest Night

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12 Days of Light: Handmade Gifts

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12 Days of Light: Snow Day

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12 Days of Light: A Feast of Fools

The feast of fools was a grand celebration with family from far and wide....

We ate exquisite soups and salads, fit for a royal court.

We played ridiculously fun games, like the White Elephant Gift Exchange.

We laughed until we cried.

And then danced the whole way home!

May your days be filled with foolish fun and fancy free~

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12 Days of Light

As is our tradition this time of year, we're spending the next twelve days remembering, releasing and recharging, as we celebrate our journey out of the darkness and back into the light...

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A Winter Walk with Wool

If you were to take a winter walk with through the north woods of Wisconsin, 

you'll want to layer up with a pair of wool socks and a plaid flannel shirt,

to keep Jack Frost at bay.

 Winding through the many generations of blue spruce,

speckles of bright red winter berries are painted in the reflection of the trickling water,

 just above the creekbeds.

Tread softly on the snow, and you may hear the song of the Thrush, a casual winter visitor of the midwest.

Smells from the woodstove fill the air,

 and a faint flicker of candle light welcomes you home.

I'll be back here on Monday with the beginning of our annual 12 Days of Christmas celebration.  Yep, we're a little behind this year, but it should be fun!}

Wishing you a beautiful weekend filled with love and celebration~

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the tree

We planned on just a small tree this year.

  However, sometimes the pheasants know better.

So we followed the fowl.  

And brought home a handsome Balsam Fir.

To fill with memories, both new and old.

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Childhood Memories

It's funny where those little bits of childhood memories come creeping in from, isn't it?  A passing scent, or a cool breeze on the cheek or a day of cutting felt shapes with my boys.  Last week, Cole, Luke, and I spent the whole day just sitting on the floor of the new studio cutting pieces of felt from the scrap bucket with no intention at all except to slow down and share some time together.

As Luke was busy cutting out circles from a sweater scrap, the most vivid picture of my Great Aunt Leatha swept through my mind...

When my brother and I were very little, we would spend afternoons at her house while my mom was at work.  She lived right across the street from our elementary school in an old brown bungalow with a giant screened in front porch and stained glass windows above the door.  We'd race each other up the steps through that heavy old door, into the living room that smelled of century old dust, past the dining room table and finally the kitchen, where she'd be waiting at the formica table with a smile and a plate full of ice box sugar cookies.  Oh, they were simple, light and buttery and warm out of the oven, everyday!  We'd sit and talk and laugh and eat until my mom came around dinner time.

It's one of the greatest memories from my childhood that I never want to forget, so with Luke's kind and generous spirit, his train wheels {which were bound for African adventures} have become a batch of icebox sugar cookie ornaments.  I'm keeping a few for myself and sharing the rest in the shop for all to enjoy~

Do you have any favorite childhood memories?

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{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

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It didn't take long for the new studio room to become the official holiday hangout!  The boys have all been taking their turns elving along side of me while I bustle about filling orders for the shop and try to work in a few secret gifts of my own!  No easy feat when it seems there's someone occupying the space around the clock.

What kind of elving is going on at your house this week?

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