Tuesday, November 27, 2012

holiday transition

On Thanksgiving Day our house looked like this, Fall and natural-ish:






And by Sunday afternoon it was full on holly jolly around here. 
How does it happen so quickly for all of us?




There was even an early hand-me-down gift under the tree.


This is my brother in 1974 with his birthday loot. My folks say I played with the giraffe too, but there are no photos and I only remember that awesome green tricycle. Yes, they lead tested it and we are good to go. And of course, Desmond loves it.


It still seems a little dangerous to me but no more so than the ever alluring, giant, lighted pine tree in our house. Looks like I'm going to seriously be on my toes until January.

Yikes, the madness has begun.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

snakes and snails

Tough kids need to wear hats.
Even boys with favorite toys such as sticks, rocks, and the occasional daddy-long-legs. But no store bought hat will suit a boy who loves to ride on the back of mama's bike and play in the gravel drive.

I found this tutorial by I am momma hear me roar and thought it's rugged boy style matched up perfectly with my rough and tumble little guy. 


I had everything I needed in the studio, of course.
Here is the breakdown:

Gray knit top; old sweater of Grama's
Gray t-shirt that reads Acid Mothers that was mine before I met Dana (re: a long time ago)
Monkey wearing glasses tee; Desmond's from this past summer that was badly stained and headed for the rag bin
Stripey jersey top that I thrifted and wore so much during my pregnancy it wasn't worth storing for the future
Old sweatshirt remnants line the ears
Scraps from a jersey shirt make the bias-tape-look-alike trim

I added some intentionally sloppy hand stitching as the tutorial suggests and I am so pleased with the results. I can't wait to make him another one next year.








Uh oh, looks like the bright orange cord has caught his attention, yikes.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

fall, fall, and more fall

 There is lots of Fall happening in these parts. Even with the Halloween decorations and costumes packed away, Fall marches on. Thanksgiving has been moved to our house this year keeping the Christmas spirit at bay for just a little longer, thank goodness.

Everyone is out of the house in that last embrace of tolerable weather after the heat of summer and the freeze of winter.  There is a scramble to get things done around here, pick the last of our cherry tomatoes and winterize the garden, bake muffins from fresh picked, Carter Mountain apples, and trying my hand at some pumpkin bread, which was a delicious success by the way. I can't believe I had never baked bread before.








Although I miss my hometown the most in the Fall I need to reflect on some good local folks here. Folks that delivered 12 bales of straw for free because we don't have a truck and asked nothing in return.   I know some of you think you have the best local produce stand out there, but I know our neighborhood has the best. So, thank you once again Berry's, you continue to make our spring, summer, and fall every year.
  

How about you, anyone else out there in love with the folks who stand outside in all kinds of weather to bring us fresh produce? 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

godzilla attacks

I dread there will be a Halloween in my future when Desmond asks for a mass-produced costume. Until that day I will embrace every bit of sewing that comes with Halloween and delight in seeing my little guy in something that I made with love just for him.








It really makes Halloween extra special!