Morgana's Birthday

All is ready, tidy and clean...very relaxing...music playing...Mozart piano concerto...the girl is coming back with her friends staying overnight...the famous birthday sleepover!
All is calm, all is bright...

Light a candle
see the light
How you came to birth
and my delight
Big thing to handle
See the Sun...feel the Earth
Their energies, their connection
Like my great affection

All is calm, all is bright
My angel sleep well tonight
Tonight ten years ago
You were born
How I was torn
Like now, all is a blur
Yet gone like a flash, in a mo
Now like puppy seal you shed your fur
Ready to wear your new skin
Daddy and mummy will make sure
To make it thick, for you to stay pure

Swan

This is my latest creation!

Last week in Wales I had some felt and thread and sewing needles...I made some brids...robins, doves...and this swan...yesterday I made the 'daddy swan' too! As I am going to be busy with my daughter's birthday and spring cleaning, this is probably all you are going to see for this week!

sweet little things...

http://www.5orangepotatoes.com/blog/2011/01/29/valentine-owl-tutorial/



you need:
gold felt
black felt
2 different colors of brown felt (or contrasting colors of choice)
pink felted sweater (or color of choice)
hot pink felted sweater (or color of choice)
gold, pink, black, and brown cotton emb. floss (to match choice colors)
scissors
sewing needle
wool or polyfill stuffing (or fabric scraps, paper, tissues)
sewing machine (optional)
*To felt sweaters, use 100% wool sweaters, place in a HOT washer, add 2 tablespoons soap, and wash. Then dry in a hot dryer.
to make:
1. Cut out pieces and parts from felt and/or thrifted sweaters. I used thrifted sweaters for the light pink body, heart, and oval shaped bottom (not pictured); and felt for the eyes, wings, and beak.


2. With right side pieces of owl body facing each other, stitch around the shape of the owl with a machine or hand sew; leave the bottom open. Turn right side out.
3. Stitch the eyes to the heart face mask. For all stitching details visit this post.

4. Stitch the face mask to the body.

5. Stitch on the beak.

6. Stitch the wings together making sure to stitch all 4 (or 3).

6. Stitch both sets of wings to the owl body.

7.  Stitch optional heart onto the owl.

8. Sew bottom onto owl, leaving a space to stuff.
9. Stuff and stitch closed.

 10. Place little valentine owl in a happy place.

Happy sewing!
“That’s all,”
 Lisa

CROCUS

Out of the frozen earth below,
Out of the melting of the snow,
    No flower, but a film, I push to light;
No stem, no bud yet I have burst
The bars of winter, I am the first
    O Sun, to greet thee out of the night!
Deep in the warm sleep underground
Life is still, and the peace profound:
Yet a beam that pierced, and a thrill
    that smote
Call’d me and drew me from far away;
I rose, I came, to the open day
    I have won, unshelter’d, alone, remote.
                     –  “THE CROCUS,”
                          HARRIET E. H. KING


Go to this amazing link.I LOVE it!!!!
http://wonderinthewoods.wordpress.com/2010/02/15/signs-of-spring-daffodils-and-crocus/

crocus crocus open up to catch a sunbeam in your cup!

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Crocus Flower Sprite Nature Table Doll Cloth Waldorf Dolls - Handmade Spring Fairy Doll - Waldorf Style Fantasy Dolls Crocus flowers daring tiny warriors Fighting their way up through The winter ice Crocus darling early Spring harbingers Promising days will soon Be turning nice Tiny Crocus flowers grow in close groups Strength in numbers seeking Where winter snows still may lie Encircled encampment of floral troupes “We march onward to spring” They raise this brave battle cry Bold strength contained in Crocus so small Should winter challenge again They simply refuse to die Delicate blossoms possess such wherewithal I cannot help but wonder then Should not likewise you and I? By Mary Havran Made in the Waldorf tradition with all natural fibers and lots of TLC

Crocus crocus...

The Crocuses

by Frances E. W. Harper

 

In the everlasting arms
Mid life’s dangers and alarms
Let calm trust your spirit fill;
Know He’s God, and then be still.”

Trustingly I raised my head
Hearing what the atom said;
Knowing man is greater far
Than the brightest sun or star.

They heard the South wind sighing
A murmur of the rain;
And they knew that Earth was longing
To see them all again.

While the snow-drops still were sleeping
Beneath the silent sod;
They felt their new life pulsing
Within the dark, cold clod.

Not a daffodil nor daisy
Had dared to raise its head;
Not a fairhaired dandelion
Peeped timid from its bed;

Though a tremor of the winter
Did shivering through them run;
Yet they lifted up their foreheads
To greet the vernal sun.

And the sunbeams gave them welcome.
As did the morning air
And scattered o’er their simple robes
Rich tints of beauty rare.

Soon a host of lovely flowers
From vales and woodland burst;
But in all that fair procession
The crocuses were first.

First to weave for Earth a chaplet
To crown her dear old head;
And to beautify the pathway
Where winter still did tread.

And their loved and white haired mother
Smiled sweetly ’neath the touch,
When she knew her faithful children
Were loving her so much

Snowdrops are shaking their little bells...