Let's see, this little story begins with a pie. Or better yet, a man-boy who woke up one morning, with the idea of buying a pie for the wife of a gentleman, who was celebrating the occasion of becoming a United States Citizen.
The man in search of the pie (Mister Lovee to be exact) shared this bake goods idea with a certain girl (me). This girl found his pie mission to be rather unusual. He searched for the number of a wonderful bakery that they rarely visited. He rang them up and asked for a large apple pie to be baked special.
Pick one up in 3 hours, said the baker himself!
The day was planned around this pie coming out of the bakery oven. But, the girl had a gut feeling that something curious would happen regarding this baked specimen...
When the time came, they picked up the pie, and the man held on to it as if it would grow wings and fly away...
As he sat clenching his pie, she begged for a peek (she had stayed in the car while he ran in to get it). He seemed unsure of this. He then reached down, and picked up a white bag, and presented a gift to the girl...
Hmmm, thought she. Is he trying to keep me away from the pie?
Oh for goodness sakes, just show me, she said.
Slowly he opened the warm warm warm box...
Gasp.
Aroma.
A beautiful pie.
A spectacular pie.
A truly lovely gift for the nice lady from Guatemala, for certain.
So they drove and drove, back to the country, with the pie. They went to deliver the pie, but no one answered the door. Mister then phoned the recipients to be.
She listened to the conversation. The Mister said words like, "Ohhhh reallly? You just left this morning? Oh, well, have a wonderful time."
Her eyeballs nearly popped out. She knew something like this would happen. The pie owners to be were out of town! For two weeks.
Both Mister Lovee and the girl looked at eachother, and in unison exclaimed, "WE GET TO EAT IT!!"
They ran off with that pie, in what seemed like a pie heist, just in case the recipients really were not out of town. Or perhaps decided to return for the pie ;)
Now, let me tell you. This was no ordinary apple pie. Oh no. No store bought pie. No okay pie. No slightly acceptable pie. This pie was like nothing she had ever tasted. Mister Lovee agreed.
This was a magical baker's pie. Perfect, light, fresh apple pie. Exquisite.
So, they devoured every morsel of a pie (over a few days) that they never would have purchased for their own enjoyment, but boy, did they get to enjoy this one...
And when late one evening they arrived at the last piece, who do you think got to gobble it up?
Now, it must have been that pie, that fueled the craft-lovin' girl to make more of the wristlet corsages from the previous post.
She was like Dr. Jekyll and Mister Hyde. A Mad Craftista bursting out of her... Her eyes widened with anticipation! Oh, what she could do to those coffee filters with more paint paint paint, she thought...
Bwahahahaha!
Oh, she delved into it, color exploding and coffee staining galore...
Orange drenched and then edged in red that bled beautifully (at least, that was her opinion). Click on images for much better view...
Real coral and shells in the center... Paint dusted with salt for a molten effect.
Coral infused - Tropical paradise...
So much fun. Like real petals if seen in person.
Then there was pink, edged in leaf green, tied with buttery soft vintage lace...
Moss, sheet music and a giant vintage button for the center...
And, last but not least. Coffee stained vintagey romance, with a cameo in the center...
Which was stolen by one of the other women in Mister Lovee's life. Oh wait, did you know that? That there were a couple other women I had to share Mister Lovee with?
Ahem, it isn't easy. They don't eat pie. Well, actually, they don't eat at all. They are like 5 feet taller than me, and always look picture perfect.
Just don't tell them they are, ma, maaaan, maaannneq. Oops sorry, I am not allowed to say the "m" word...
Anyhow, one of them stole this cameo infused piece for her hair...
But I stole it back ;)
Heck, if she gets to tango with Mister Lovee under the pale moonlight, I get my corsage back...
So there you have it, my little story of pie & crafting madness.
It was a funny little day today. It was overcast but there were no rain clouds. It was like, time stood still. I can't explain it but it seemed very strange indeed.
I stood in the yard, hoping for one drop of rain, so the ground might look a tad green. Even without rain, I am delighted all the mesquite and pecan trees are looking mighty lovely. It took me 5 hours to water everyone. We have heavy duty irrigation, but they need a personal visit every now and then...
I pruned some rose bushes in our yard, that are on the outskirts of where I normally roam in the garden.
I placed them around the sanctuary, while holding the thoughts of so many people who are having a not so good time, near. Including prayers about the flu scariness and other tid-bits. I also thought good thoughts filled with hope and serenity for you, and you, and you, and family that I love so much...
I might be a wacky crazed bubble-gum chewing nut-cake, but I also have very quiet moments, and my heart strings cup runneth over often...
♥,V
See you sooner than soooooon!!
ps: Butterfly corsage drawing winner is.... #34 - Rosey from Agapanthas and Goldsworthy!! Yippeee!!! Please e-mail me your address ;)
pss: The pie came from The Village Bakehouse in Tucson, Arizona.
psss: A little corsage wristlet faerie love made by Kaerie Faerie! SO fun!! Thank you Miss Kaerie!
