Friday, February 27, 2015

To Everything There is a Season


This funny old winter just won't go away,
the nights are so cold, the days wet and grey;
 I can't help but wonder that I've been so wrong -
is this what I missed all summer long?


Featured: a handmade scarf to keep warm

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Happy Birthday Dana and Tomer


On Saturday we celebrated the birthday of 
my niece Dana (she of the alphabet cushion)
and my nephew Tomer (I've yet to show his present).
It was a lovely day, and sunny for a change!
My mother made them each his/her own cake


Friday, February 20, 2015

The Sleepover


They invited me for a sleepover last night
it was great fun, we had the best pillow fight;
when we went to sleep, I don't know why
I wanted to go home and started to cry


My niece Dana is excited about learning to read
so I made her an alphabet pillow for her birthday
on the back side I added a little pocket for a flashlight
and little notes, making it extra friendly
for dark nights and sleepovers


Monday, February 16, 2015

Little Boxes



What to do with last year's calenders?
Usually I make them into envelopes or little gift bags
but this year I had one that was on the small side
so I made little boxes
(giving myself recycling points here)


What did I put into them? Date Delights

Some of you have asked me for this simple recipe: 
Melt 500 grams mashed dates (without  pits) with 50 grams of butter
Let cool for a bit and add 3 cups of goodies
I use broken cookies, nuts, chocolate chip, dried fruit, etc.
Roll into a sausage shape and chill again,
and, finally, roll in coconut and slice.
Best kept in the freezer and taken out 20 min. before nibbling



Thursday, February 12, 2015

When You Wish Upon a Star



I like to see stars twinkle with light
making the sky so pretty and bright;
they fill the night with their magic and beams,
I'm sure they know all my secrets and dreams.


Featured: a trio of crochet stars

Saturday, February 7, 2015

If I Had Wings


If I had wings or a hot-air balloon
I would fly up high all the way to the moon;
I would sit on the moon so happy and tall
and everyone else will seem really small


Featured: a mini sampler

Monday, February 2, 2015

A Wise Old Owl


"A wise old owl lived in an oak
The more he heard the less he spoke;
The less he spoke the more he heard
Why can't we all be like that wise old bird?"

I like this nursery rhyme though it doesn't
necessarily apply to me - I'm a talker!


Featured: owlish egg cosies


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