You know, I really did do a pitiful job of posting about the Vintage Market Days in Raleigh. Simply pitiful. Why, the only sweet part of the whole post was Andee and Santa. So next time, if I can't do a better job, I won't post at all. Whew! Glad that's off my chest!
So, I will bombard you today with a bunch of stuff...like a slew of Santas...
Don't know why I ever stopped making these little Santa dolls. They sell really well at craft fairs. Shelby asked me about them, So I buckled down and made ten of them. Five little couples, to take to the "Santa Christmas Bazaar" this coming Saturday.
and let me show you a really beautiful, really special gift that came in the mail to me from Texas...
from a very special blogging friend, Barbara. Barbara doesn't have a blog, as far as I know, but we met through my blog, and now we visit by email.
She said her Mother and her Grandmother both did the handwork on this little apron. I love the lace. It goes all around and it so dainty and beautiful.
Barbara said she is doing some cleaning out and thought I would appreciate this old apron...and she was exactly right. I love it! Thank you Barbara!
now, down the chicken path...
it's easy to see who rules. Do you think he could have found a higher perch to speak from?
Hard to tell if this is father or son. The one baby chick raised here this summer turned out to be a rooster, the spitting image of his dad. So far, they seem to be buddies. So far, no fighting.
So, while we are down this way...
the sun actually came out yesterday morning. Now, these scrubby oak trees are nowhere near as pretty as, oh my gosh, some of the trees I've seen on other blogs. But seeing the sun shining through, warmed my heart so beautifully!! I mean, we haven't seen the sun in over a week.
I love the shadows too.
Winter came way too soon
and my last picture...
At the edge of dark Poppy comes in from hunting, and what a big welcome he gets. That tail moves so fast it's nothing but a blur, and not to worry, Little Weetie gets a belly rub too. Poppy calls her Fatty Watty.
Guess that's about it. I'll be in the sewing tonight, folding and packing for the craft bazaar.
Thank you for your comments on that last sorry post of mine.