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through the woods…..
Over the river and through the woods To Grandmother’s house we go. The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow, O! Over the river and through the woods Oh, how the wind does blow. It stings the nose And bites the toes As over the ground we go.…
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Small packages…
I received a special little something in the post over the summer and I am quite proud of myself for keeping it secret for this long! My very FIRST published pattern!!! A very proud moment for me. One that I hope to repeat many times over! 🙂 Of course this special moment would not be complete…
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slowing down
staying home to raise my 3 young children has caused me to reach down deep within my self and re-discover things that I have ALWAYS yearned to do and create, but never had time for before. how funny that having children would create more “time” for myself? time to ponder and reflect…and imagine again. just…