Here a crocus, there a crocus

Chipmunks love crocus bulbs. So much so, that they will dig up shallow bulbs and hide them for later tasty eats. However, when Chip forgets where he left those bulbs, those crocus will bloom in unexpected and unusual locations. It's rather sweet, but you know that Chip is just kicking himself for the short-term memory lapses. Oh, there it is....

There's still snow in the week's forecast, but ...

There are signs of spring. :happydance: My allergies are acting up, and the juncos have moved on to colder climes. Most telling, the snowdrops have emerged. Optimistic little flowers, aren't they?

This is me, taking an example to heart.

This is a little sweater I made for the aforementioned littlest Princess. She’s still got a fight ahead of her, but in every stitch, I put an extra dose of good thoughts and prayers.
It’s adapted from pattern in Crocheted Layettes for Baby (Carole Prior, 1990). The yarn is Patons Beehive Baby Sport in Big Girl.
I also posted it in the CraftStylish Gallery. http://www.craftstylish.com/item/54047/crocheted-baby-sweater-in-variegated-pinks

One for you, one for me

One of the best rewards of knowing a craft is being able to teach it to a younger person. These are bracelets that my niece made. She did a great job of choosing complementary beads and stringing them, only needing a little help with the clasp.

This one's for the girls, the wee little ones

There's a wee little thing by the name of Amelia, and she's a fighter. She was born much earlier than expected, but she's growing a little more everyday and getting past the obstacles in her way. She's got a wonderful family and a ton of community support, and this is my drop in the bucket of love. Baby hats for tiny little baby noggins, not only for Amelia but also for the other children who are fighting their way, one baby step at a time.

And the Ring goes Round and Round...

In the past three years, I've lost weight, to put it mildly. I'm still surprised by some of the unexpected changes in my body. For example, my thumbs got smaller, approximately two ring sizes smaller. Now, most people probably wouldn't notice, but this little big change means that I can't wear my favorite thumb ring anymore. It's a simple stamped silver ring that I got about fifteen years ago and have been faithfully wearing on said thumb since. Something about that ring felt crazy, sexy, cool, and a wee bit rebellious. Needless to say, I was a'bumming when the ring was officially retired. But no fear! It's now my one of my favorite pendants. Strung on a faux leather cord, the ring is now a charm holder, with a selection of old earrings, beads, and charms. It's about 24 inches long and makes for a great conversation piece.

My original, not-so original Thanksgiving centerpiece

I had this great idea for a centerpiece for the Thanksgiving table. I grabbed three assorted baskets, a lot of pine cones, a can of coppery spray paint, and the fabric leftover from the table runner. Spritz, serge, wrap, pile, and voila! I had a very appropriate and seasonal decorative piece, not to mention an original one... Or maybe not. Since then, I've seen the same idea (spray-painted and piled pinecones) in at least two magazines. Mind you, there were differences as to color and container. But I can't help but wonder: was I influenced by seeing this idea in a magazine sometime in the past? Did my subconscious copy the idea outright? Or was it purely a perfect storm of coincidental pine cones? How much of this creation was a creation, and how much was an evolution of someone else's example?