A Fanciful Twist

Billowing Breeze

There are a few memorable...

Wonderful...

Delicious things in life.

One of them for me?

A simple one perhaps?

Warm spring days, windows wide open, and a nice breeze gently billowing curtains.

Back and forth, swaying around, glimpses of sun and porch.

I don't know why I adore it so much, but I do.

Do you?

Seems one of my littles does too.

Tail sticking out from behind the curtains.

I was dusting about.

Saying hello to Mrs. Mouse and her babies, who I have had since I was around 4 years old.

(I love them to pieces!)

When I noticed that perfect breeze, and Matty watching it so intensely.

So, I stopped what I was doing.

Just stopped everything, simply to enjoy it with him.

Rustling roses in the vase...

Fabric dancing about.

Quiet.

Peaceful.

Billowing.

Throw in some cuddling, and it's a pretty lovely afternoon, ain't it?

Tiny roses by our side...

Dropping petals...

With every breath of air that swirls in.

I remember one of my first times at the country house.

Almost 14 years ago (in a month).

Sleeping under a window, warm sun gently waking me.

I had slept in quite late.

I just kept falling fast asleep from the glorious warmth.

As curtains billowed in the breeze.

The sun so warm, almost hot, and the breeze fresh and cool.

It was a perfect balance.

I thought to myself at that time, that it was the best most wonderful sleep I had ever had.

I think about that time, that morning.

Everytime that spring breeze moves in and dances with my curtains.

 

Something simple.

But soooooo wonderful.

 

Are you a fellow billowing curtain breeze lover?

 

Happy Sunday evening!

 

Love, V

 

 

 

 

From Old Patio Umbrella to Colorful Garden Goodness!

It's about time we had some serious fun, don't you think?

I have been cutting scraps, tying knots and standing on a ladder conjuring some up.

Of the "colorful garden contraption" variety, that is.

Happiness for an old tattered garden umbrella.

And colorful happiness for me and the garden too.

How on earth did this all begin you ask?

Well, truth be told, I got sick of seeing my 3 old umbrellas sitting by the workshop.

Looking majorly pitiful.

Bare bones.

And honestly, I was about to throw them out because I couldn't find proper covers for them.

As the old covers had long turned to dust.

Plus the wood was getting all ruined.

I have had them for about 12 years, so they had a long life right?

However...

I had an idea brewing.

 In my mind, I saw a colorful garden contraption.

Yep, that's the proper name for it me thinks ;)

So, I took stacks of scrap fabric and ribbons and tied them on to each naked umbrella arm.

I started from top to bottom, arm by arm, like you see below.

(make sure you tie on the ribbon + scraps when the umbrella is open and not closed)

I tried 2 other methods, because at first I intended to actually make a new umbrella out of scraps.

But it didn't look as festive, so then I started just tying on the fabric and it worked good.

Then I strung up an über long felt ball garland, and tied it around...

To create...

This!

My sad old umbrella skeleton is now a super happy colorful garden contraption, hoooray!

If you could see it in person, it's extra fun.

Mainly because each arm is covered, and you see the whole happy 3-d thing..

It adds a much needed fresh spring spark to my garden world.

(My sis put up the dream banner, what perfect colors without intending)

It looks great against that super blue sky, don't you think?

I wasn't careful with each piece of fabric being the same length.

They were about 9" - 12" long, and no more than 3" wide.

I wasn't careful with the color scheme either.

I just went crazy fabric times on the whole thing.

And because, as you know, I am a lover of felt balls, remember here?

I decided to use some of my stash as a garland.

See how easy it was to take this sad thing below...

And turn it into this crazy happy colorful garden contraption?

Also, I painted the wooden part white, after I had tied it all up.

I had not even thought about it before, but then thought, white would make the color pop more.

So, if you try this at home, paint first :)

And, as I said before, make sure you tie and garland the umbrella up while it is open at your desired level.

That way it is easy to close and open as you see below.

We soooo needed something extra bright and happy while we wait for trees to get leaves.

Although I have to admit...

This wild colorful thing is making me Mad Tea Party crazed.

Longing for this year's event already.

 

Now, if you have an old sad patio umbrella skeleton in your garden...

I highly recommend this project.

Talk about junk to treasure.

That is, if you think gobs of colorful scraps tied together makes treasure ;)

 

Fun fun, in fact, you can even keep it inside it's so pretty.

And just keep adding things to it.

How fun would that be???

 

Okay, off I go for now.

See you soon.

 

Love, V

 

 

ps:  To be honest...

I think this creation was born from me singing this for so many days in a row.

Heck, if I could spend the rest of my days making Willi Wonka garden umbrellas, I might say yes.

 By the by, have you heard the arrangement for Jackie Evancho's version?

It's so beautiful, the instruments in that intro.... oh my...

Chatter, Chatter, Chatter...

So, I was on a ladder, up to ribbon and fabric scrap shenanigans...

(which I thought I would have shared by now)

Whilst my brain rumbled about thinking about everything under the sun.

My brain, sometimes it drives me insane.

It thinks and twists and turns and twirls and repeats over and over again.

What about yours?

Yours too?

So, I finally stopped for a lunch break.

When I thought about that quote...

(artprint by Matthew Taylor Wilson)

I have been a pretty optimistic person most of my life.

Making the best out of nearly everything.

By default, not because I try.

Just because it came naturally.

Even when times get tough, my brain pops into happy mode.

(after a proper freak out session of course)

 

Welcome Spring {Hello Wisteria}

Spring crept in...

Bringing the wisteria blossoms with it.

Gobs of beautiful fragrant flowers droop and sway.

Where big black bees, furry bumbles and butterflies gather in bliss.

At least, I like to think they are in bliss.

Everyday we stroll out to the wisteria.

Many times a day actually.

I started with 3 wisteria vines 3-4 years ago.

Two from White Flower Farm (ordered on-line) and one from Home Depot.

The one from Home Depot is huge and beautiful climbing up our front porch with strength, but has yet to flower (they say it can take 5 years to bloom for the first time?).  So, if you are buying one ask if it will bloom soon, or how old the plant is.

One of the vines from White Flower Farm didn't make it, not sure why?

And the other one is doing gloriously, it's the one you see here in the photos.

This is its second, but best, year blooming.

I am taking advantage of every little flower drop.

Collecting in my potion jars, all the dry flowers that carpet the ground.

(you can find some potion labels of your own here)

We are all so in impressed with the amount of blooms this year.

We just stand and stare and breathe in big gulps of early spring air.

The vine is twisting around a patio gazebo in the garden.

Actually, if you want to know the truth, one of the artists sold the gazebo to me after an art show we did on our property years ago.  She put it up for the event, but was too daunted to take it down and asked me if I wanted to buy it?  So I did.

Soon thereafter the canopy tore to pieces and I was just left with the metal, so I put it in a little space outside of the tiny gallery, where an old greenhouse used to stand.  Now the walls of the greenhouse are all that are left.

Along with some locks and window frame pieces I find in the dirt from time to time.

Actually, it was a greenhouse built by Fenton, remember him?

Anyhow, Mister Lovee and I put the gazebo thingamabob in the old greenhouse space ages ago, and now the wisteria is growing up and around it.

I think it's a good place for wisteria to climb about at its own wild leisure.

Under pink sunsets.

Heads gazing up.

Never getting enough.

Oh spring, spring spring spring.

Like a lost love you bump into.

Falling into love all over again.

Knowing you will meet again once a year.

Sigh...

You gather up as much of its love as you can while it is here.

Never being able to gather just enough.

The time speeding by too quickly.

And yet, you wouldn't have it any other way.

Dry blossoms underfoot.

Never forgotten in jars filled with Fairy Wing Magic...

Beautiful wisteria.

 Thanks for the wonderful visit on these fresh new spring days.

Lovely blossoms.

 

Are you a wisteria fan?

 

I was reading that "Wisteria flowers naturally bring to mind our need for peace, quiet, and time to honour the divine essence of who we are." (taken from here)

Isn't that wonderful?

 

How have the first days of spring greeted you?

 

 

Love, Vanessa

 

 

 

 

 

Hummingbird Heart.

Do you have a hummingbird heart?

Soft and tender and easy to hurt?

Beautiful and kind and extra alert?

 

Happy and free...

But with a good dash of worry wart in your tea?

A hummingbird got stuck in Mister Lovee's home office sky light.

It fluttered madly, afraid and desperate.

But it wouldn't stop and realize that we had opened the door to the outside and all the windows.

It was so worried, it nearly worried itself sick.

In that moment, I knew how it felt.

Being a worry wart from time to time myself.

I thought, how poignant really.

The hummingbird fluttering itself into a tizzy.

Not seeing that the exit was right there.

Poor lil' thing.

Not understanding that, maybe things were going to be okay after all?

I am sure all of us have felt like that at some time or another in our lives.

Worried into a state of spiralling flutter?

Gentle little hummingbird hearts.

Sometimes all we need is hope, don't we?

A hug, a little help.

So we don't drown our poor little hummingbird hearts.

So, there was Mister Lovee.

With his aloe bloom branch.

In colors that get a wee bird's attention.

Saved.

Taking a sip of relief.

Escorted out the window...

Back to where it could flutter free.

I had to laugh a little.

And think to myself, how there is much to be learned from that little hummingbird.

Maybe we all need a lesson in trust and letting go from time to time?

In taking help when we need it.

Letting someone give us a hand?

In not panicking when things get too bad.

But instead, looking around.

Because maybe, just maybe...

 

There is something to save you.

And maybe that something is right there in front of you.

Maybe it's falling into a little faith blindly?

Or, maybe it's a real hug from someone you love?

Reminding you that everything is going to be alright.

 

Perhaps all your worries are about to come to an end?

Or maybe, your change of perception will make them seem like they disappeared magically?

 

Maybe all that ails the soul can be fixed, just right there.

 

Only, you can't see it with that hummingbird heart fluttering madly?

 

Maybe we all need to stop and take a deep breath from time to time.

And believe again?

 

I don't know.

 

The whole thing amazed me.

 

Which is why I am sharing it with you.

 

Fellow hummingbird hearted?

 

I think we all are from time to time, aren't we?

 

 

Love, V

 

 

 

 

A Nature Study...

Color, texture, shadow, shape.

Nature things and art really are vastly intertwined.

The more you see, the more you see.

The more you see, the more you learn.

The more that spring steps in, the more we dream.

The more we dream, the more inspiration seeps in.

Nature things.

We need them so, don't we?

I love collecting bits and bobs in the garden.

Baby ferns born around great big ferns, with unfurling little tops, like snails.

The butterflies swoosh around, so...

I study butterflies and moths.

Which one to paint?

I love them all, how to choose?

Delicate and interesting and beautiful.

I get out the book.

I think I love butterflies and moths equally.

Wait...

Well, not the moths that eat wool so much :)

 

Such beautiful drawings...

I paint and study, and sketch, and paint.

I was visiting my sister and when I stood up, I left a little green caterpillar where I had been sitting.

I didn't know at the time, but she told me later, and we both had a laugh.

Maybe it was in my hair?

Isn't that funny?

Am I morphing?

The whole garden smells like orange blossoms.

We have about 7 citrus trees these days.

We have eaten the last of the oranges...

They were soooo sweet and delicious.

And now, we watch bees do their job for next year.

Ever so many blossoms on our 13 year old dwarf orange tree.

Everyone is enjoying the scent it seems.

I love the buzzing all around.

Bees on citrus and jasmine and fruit trees.

Wonder what their honey tastes like?

I am enjoying the coming to life that happens this time of year.

All fresh and new and pretty.

Filled with inspiration and good vibes.

And so...

We paint.

 

I am back to finishing up some pieces.

Spring sure does aid the senses.

Is it warming up a little where you are?

 

Love, V

 

 

 

 

Let's Make Pipe Cleaner Shamrock Rings ♥

St. Patrick's day is upon us, oh my!

How about a little easy fun goodness to celebrate?

I don't know why I have so many pipe cleaners, but I do, so I grabbed a few.

Twirled them about, and made myself a little shamrock ring for fun.

Then I decided to step it out, and share it with you.

I made so many, I have one for every finger.

Some have short stems, others long.

Some I even doubled up with sparkly pipe cleaners.

3 fuzzy little hearts folded up, to make a whole lot of St. Paddy's day fun.

Here is a side shot...

To the ring below.

So, let's get busy making some fun rings for you, and maybe even for some friends.

Whatta ya say?

To make one ring all you need are two pipe cleaners.

One for the ring part and one for the shamrock part.

The pipe cleaners I used are 12" long (a standard size around here).

To create your shamrock you will be forming 3 hearts out of one pipe cleaner.

So, one pipe cleaner will be used to make the shamrock, and the second pipe cleaner will be used to make the ring section.

To begin, choose your pipe cleaner for the shamrock piece.

Begin your shamrock 2 inches from the end, this will be your stem.

2 inches from the end is where you will begin to form your first heart.

A pencil works great to help round the heart tops.

After your round your top, pinch the center with your fingers to form the middle of the heart.

Then use your pencil to form your next heart top.

Now you have a heart below, with an open bottom.

Your short stem is on the left, and your long piece of working pipe cleaner is on the right.

Take the long piece and loop it around the short stem securely, once or twice to close your heart, as seen below.

When you close your heart, your long piece of working pipe cleaner will be on the left, so...

Simply flip your piece over, so the long working pipe cleaner piece is now on the right, as seen below.

Now, form another heart just as you did above.

Looping your long working pipe cleaner piece around to close your second heart as seen below.

Your working pipe cleaner piece is now on the left, so...

Flip your piece over so that the long working pipe cleaner piece is now on the right.

Now form your last heart as you did before.

After you create your last heart to form a shamrock, as seen below, then...

Take your last piece or working pipe cleaner and loop it securely around the stem.

Then just wind the remaining pipe cleaner all around the stem until you reach the bottom, or run out of pipe cleaner.

Like you see below.

There you have it, a shamrock.

Now, take the pipe cleaner piece you will use for your ring...

Center the pipe cleaner over the center of your shamrock.

Then pull one piece of pipe cleaner over the top right side of your shamrock center.

And, pull the other piece over the bottom left side of your shamrock center.

Push the pipe cleaner securely (and snuggly) towards the back side, so that the back of your shamrock now looks like below.

 Then, give your pipe cleaner a very secure twist in the back.

Make sure you twist a couple times so it is nice and tight.

Now you are ready to form the ring part.

Hold the ring over the top of your finger of choice, with the open pipe cleaner behind your fingers, like you see below.

When you feel you are at the correct size (not too tight), take the pipe cleaner ends and loop the ends around your finger towards the front, so that one pipe cleaner end is on either side of your finger, as you see below.

Now, just take the pipe cleaner ends and twist them around, right under the back of your shamrock securely, as seen below.

You can take the ring off to tighten your pipe cleaner ends, winding round and round under the shamrock back, until there is no more pipe cleaner left.

And then, Voila!!

You have your own pipe cleaner shamrock ring.

Isn't that easy and fun?

If you don't want a ring you can easily glue on a pendant back, and use as a pendant instead.

If you don't have a pendant back, just pin it on with a safety pin to wear on St. Patrick's day.

These are fun for grown kids or young kids ;)

An easy little treat.

Hope you enjoyed that lil' tutorial.

 

I need to go think up more fun things, as my sis wants to have major fun on St. Patrick's day.

I'll have to cook up something green for her ;)

 (any funny green food tips?)

 

See you sooooon!

 

Love, V

 

 

 

 

Garden Tales + Garden Tails

A big fluffy white tail swooshes through the garden.

Sniffing fresh blooms.

Chewing tender grass.

Laying on damp soil.

What dedication to your garden folks say.

But really, I feel like, my garden is one of my best places of peace.

Like, I should be thanking it for its dedication to me.

Petals and leaves, being kind enough to grow and all.

A place to regain some sanity in this crazy life.

I work in the garden with such joy on warm sunny days.

I do it just because it brings me joy and balance.

Although...

Lately, I have come to realize more and more that...

There are others who love it, dare I say, maybe even more than I.

The skippers.

The relaxers.

The unapologetic yawners of great big wide open mouthed yawns.

The lickers of feet after running through pool and mud.

The true enjoyers of garden and sun.

Yep, it's the fur gang.

Two brothers + 1 cousin.

They skip through the garden with such joy.

I watch them go back and forth, front yard to back yard.

Flower garden and hammock in front, veggie garden in back.

Gypsy garden on the front/side.

They have their places where they sniff, round and round they go.

Truly enjoying life.

Boy, could we all take a lesson or what?

They do it, oh so well.

Delphiniums light the path.

Ranunculus slowly unfurl.

I pick wild chamomile which is carpeting our entire property.

I can't believe the vastness of it, candy shop sweet in its scent.

I smile at the true keepers of the garden.

I was kidding myself when I thought it was all for me.

And I am glad for it.

Because really, what is a garden without furs grunting with bliss as they roll on their backs to take care of an itch?

They snap their teeth lazily as a bee goes by.

Not really trying to catch it.

I take all my breaks in the sun.

As our days have been so nutty and busy.

Furs gather round, all wanting love.

All asking for it in different ways.

Early in the morning my furry nephew cuddles up on my lap.

He is quite enamoured with his auntie these days.

I think he missed me and he didn't even realize it.

We love his visits for sure.

And all the while, we watch and wait...

Waiting for the one time a year the climbing banks roses bloom.

Just once.

Every 365 days.

Imagine that?

I think the furs know that spring is here.

They chase each other and birds, and rabbits too.

Wrens build nests way up at the top of 15 foot cactus.

Crows stop by, while I enjoy the sound they bring, which reminds me of the San Diego zoo.

I wait impatiently for tomato sprouts to pop through earth.

I hope the birds didn't get them when I wasn't looking.

That does happen.

Hollyhocks get leafier and fatter.

Roses bushes have tufts of new growth.

And we all wait for the pecan and mesquite trees to wake up.

Their garden canopy is what we long for.

And then, then it will really feel like spring.

 

Today I'd like to roll all my paints into the garden.

 

I find that as a painter of things, who works from home, I have to be careful not to get too carried away with the chores of house and garden, and take more time to do that which fills my soul the most.

And that is, paint.

Making.

Claying around too.

It's my happiest place.

 

I have watercolors ready to go today, and sparkles too.

 

What's on your agenda?

Have you started any indoor seeds?

Did you quilt or crochet up a storm this winter?

 

I guess I can say I have one crocheted blanket to show for this shortie winter.

 

I love hearing the things people make in winter.

Winter hands in cozy houses.

 

Well, off I go for today.

Have a loveliest day, won'tcha?

See you real soon!

 

Love, Vanessa

 

 

 

 

The Giant Apricot Tree...

It's happening.

The time is here.

That time of year where things happen, that only happen once a year.

Things you just can't miss.

Things you are inspired to endlessly take part in.

So you brew some tea and grab some treats, and off you go to immerse yourself in...

Apricot Blossoms!

Oh apricot blossoms!

They're here.

And with them come the bees and butterflies as well.

Everyday there are more blossoms, and I am there to drink in their scent.

Milk and honey.

We are there early morning...

As the sun comes over the mountains.

Oh Spring, you are here so early!

Thank you.

Ten days away from spring equinox, hooooray!

We ooo and aaaah.

Play with pups.

Watch spider webs in early light.

Watch bees delight once the sun wakes them.

Cousins run and play.

As I blossom obsess.

All sorts of butterflies flutter about.

Love them so.

As we all wait for more.

Like popcorn popping open.

Sky and blossom, what a sight.

Winds are intense and blow petals around, creating a perfectly lovely movie quality scene.

How silly would we be, if we didn't have picnics two and three, in celebration of such things?

To nature's beckoning we oblige.

Don't have to ask us twice.

Tea and fruit, and baguettes too.

The occasional visitor comes by.

My best guests stay the whole time.

We are surrounded by the most curious specimen.

I love these (below), they happen naturally around here.

They are positively wonderlandish, aren't they?

Do you know what they are, by chance?

I've enjoyed them for 14 years now, and I am so glad they turn up like early spring clock work.

Some of my guests roll around, gazing up through the trees.

Making hilarious faces.

Mesmerized it seems.

I look up too.

Lay back and watch.

We nibble this and that.

Some of my guests need etiquette lesson though, me thinks?

Haha.

Stealing baguettes off the plate and all.

Although, they are so sweet and enjoyable.

How can one stop to say no?

I just sip and smile.

I'm so glad they are here and well.

Here and happy.

Here and tea party picnic loving.

Delightful boys.

Who cares about etiquette anyway?

Especially when these days, it's all about...

The giant apricot tree!

Sitting happily, right at the farthest point of our back garden.

Beyond the vegetable garden.

Just looking over us all.

With more blooms to come.

As we wait.

Eagerly.

Patiently.

 

Spring really hits the spot.

 

I've been listening to Vivaldi lately.

Concerto's in G major.

Which is funny because, one of my best friend's in College and I, had nicknames for each other.

And, one of her nicknames for me was Vivaldi, hahaha!

She's the only one who ever called me that, so Vivaldi always makes me think of her with fondness.

I suppose some Vivaldi and Spring Allegro is quite apropos?

Because of the blossoms and all.

 

Are you in a snowy place?

Just think of how green and wonderful everything will be there when spring arrives, after all that snow?

Snow makes our fruit trees so happy.

We have had a whole winter of 68' - 80' with no real winter to speak of.

And for the mood I am in, I am sorta glad for it.

I am in the mood for sun and spring.

I hope we aren't pan fried in summer though.

 

Well, I have a slew of chores and studio things I should attend to.

I hope you are doing lovely.

 

Do fill me in on all your shenanigans, I love hearing them!

See you soooon!

 

Looove, V

 

 

 

 

Cottage Nook...

Heloooo there, hiya, hola!

I have to admit, my life is a whirlwind.

These days a little more than normal, but all good stuff (knock on wood).

The amount of things I have to accomplish in one day are many.

I have had lovely guests, and lots of laughs.

But, every so often, I find a place to hide.

Be it in the garden, cottage nooks, or in the hammock.

Hiding time is necessary, don't you think?

I have sooo many treasures, as do us all, don't we?

Around here, all found or thrifted.

Actually, I can't even see one that is new anywhere around me.

I have fave antique shops and estate shops, where I am sure to find loot on a whim.

I looove loot.

Oh loot!

I got that little gold leafed porcelain bee box for 2 dollars I think?

Plus, I collect mass roses in spring.

Like here.

(I just majorly pruned my rose bushes, eeeks, what a job)

They are a huge part of my everyday decor.

I love living and dried herbs and flowers.

I move things around a whole lot.

Often I feel sort of rodent like.

Moving things to and fro.

Back and forth, moving this and that.

The other day I became trapped in one of my sheds.

I got in, and there was so much stuff around me, I couldn't get out.

Hahaha!

Luckily I finally did.

I made this little theater below a few years ago from all sorts of things I had.

An old mahogany baby bed, a fancy textile wooden hanging thingamabob, and I painted the backdrop on canvas and nailed it onto the back.  Oh, and I made the curtains too.

Frogs are always welcome.

I can't say no to a tattered little antique shoe, no way.

I found a perfectly layered wooden stick nest, which had fallen out of a tree and into mud.

I  put in under glass when the bird didn't reclaim it.

I find old wedding cake toppers from time to time.

Like the one below.

Why don't families save these things I ask?

This one says handmade in Germany in pencil underneath.

And the name of a couple.

I love old tins and old clocks and things under glass.

Don't you?

And who can ever say no to old shells?

I top my homemade mushroom with books.

(it's a perfect book stand stacker shroom love helper)

Tutorial for mushroom here.

And then there are tea nooklings...

I mix old tea pieces with a bunch I have made myself.

I think I need to get back into making more.

I hear someone up to mischief.

Note the ears.

He's a joy with houseguests, ahem.

Nightmare child, but I love him so.

Gives me a run for my money that one.

I'll make him listen to records with me, he'll love that, he he ;)

Surrounded by circus magic...

Canadian ducks decoupaged in French newspaper and dioramas a plenty.

I think it's time to move things here and there again.

They have been like this for a good while.

But for now, we hide.

And listen for the mail girl.

How we all love mail.

Oh we do.

Don't you?

 

I am so sorry I have been missing a bit.

Houseguests and roses and life calls my name and demands tending to.

It's time to plant the veggie garden, and I have started waaaay too many paintings at once.

I told you, I have no enough button.

The factory forgot to install it, eeeeks, I am flawed.

And I have no warranty.

 

Oh here is something funny.

Have you seen that movie Austenland?

The part where they first pan over Jane's room?

Mister Lovee and I both looked at each other in awe.

Then I said, what just happened there?

And he said, they just walked into YOUR room.

Hahahahaaa!

Sans the Mister Darcy on the wall, of course.

Ohhh, it was so sad and hilarious all at once.

 

Do I need an intervention, of the granny chic variety?

Pray tell?!

(ps:  I always did fancy myself a granny of the soul, the very very old kind that bakes pies and wears ruffled house dresses all the days)

 

Wells, I have to run.

But I will be back sooner than soon.

Promise.

Pie crust promise.

:-)

 

Love, V

 

 

 

ps:  Winner of the Flea Market Decor Magazine is.........

(by the by, thank you for playing, that was fun!!)

 

Number 34.....

Shell, Lady Shell, you won!!

Email me your snail mail please dear you!

Hooray!

 

Flea Market Decor Magazine & Me & You! {Spring 2014}

Hi there!

Times have been crazy busy around here.

Oh my, the goings on are insane.

And, the mail gal has been extra nice to boot.

Look what came in the mail...

Flea Market Decor Magazine, March/April 2014.

Oooo, ahhhh!

You'll catch a glimpse of me chatting about sweet things in this issue.

Sugary sweet that is.

Bonus, I picked up a copy to gift to one of you.

I'll teach you how to make Panoramic Easter Eggs with stepped out photos.

As well as how to infuse your abode with some nature treats.

(like roses)

Spring on the horizon, love it!

I have to  honestly say, this magazine is by far one of my faves.

It doesn't have one or two good articles.

It is chock full of inspiring goodness page after page.

You will never be disappointed, I promise.

Check out some snippets of other articles...

Ooo, pink lemonade pie too??!

I am telling you, soooo much goodness.

From shabby to flea market finds, to global thrifting, to pretty in the garden.

It's all covered.

Take a peek.

 

Great ways to use all those thrifting treasures we haul home.

I hear some Macklemore & Ryan Lewis right about now ;)

 

Simply say howdy in comments to enter to win a copy.

From me to you.

Hoooray!

 

Hope you are doing lovely!

 

Looove, V