Winter wonderland

IN WINTER I'M ROUNDER.
In winter I'm rounder
and fatter than before.
I'm wearing coats and sweaters
and woolen hats galore.
My hands are as plump as kittens
when I'm wearing winter mittens.
My legs in thick, snug snow pants
look like an elephant's.
Indeed, I must confess
that when I do undress,
I feel as small and light
as a bird flown out of sight.
~~By Sandra Liatsos..~~

my Cats tail

This tail,
for your info,
is not to be stepped on.
I don't care what you were doing,
you should have been careful. Of course I'm down
here - a cat must inspect the drawers
at all times - it's my job!
Now watch out for
this tail!

Fun

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blue roses

Long before Autumn,
Long before June,
I sent you blue roses
Beneath a white moon.

Broderie Perse

More roses
more stitching to do 
I love it

Gift on a gray day

stitching on the forest quilt it is a gray day so a great day for stitching
the little box is a gift from my daughter she found it on a fly market
a lovely box for little buttons
and I found this lovely poem  Have a good weekend

a gray day by Steve Patterson Thursday, January 27, 2005 Rated "G" by the Author. a gray day today a gray day done come my way a little bit foggy dew and rain a little bit soggy but i ain't blue whatcha' gonna' do i ain't goin' insane ain't gonna' be mundane ain't feelin' no heart pain

and though this day is gray i remember yesterday it was sunny skys were blue ain't it funny whatcha' gonna' do somedays are just that way and somedays are gray gotta' take the rain with the sun gotta' take the pain with the fun no need to go insane no need to run ya' can't appreciate the darkness 'till it's too late can't know it's starkness until there's no light until the day is night until the day is gray until the Sun's passed away a gray day today a gray day done come my way but that's OK there's always another day

2 ladies

2 old ladies always at my side
for sixteen years my friends
i hope they will stay  a while

They like my quilts
sit on top of my work
help me were ever they can

I love these old ladies
my true lovely friends
always at my side

lets start again

slowly and with more care making Klosjes,,    Spools  ,,,
I was not neat enough sometimes that is my problem
I go to fast and want to much so I make mistakes
And that takes more time I know I know
maybe if I grow up and old enough ,LOL.
I do it the first time right
so lets start again

november

November is here lots of rain and wind 
but also many festivities in the 2 months to come
we have Sinterklaas
He arrived yesterday a great day for the children

Roses

A ROSE, as fair as ever saw the North,
Grew in a little garden all alone;
A sweeter flower did Nature ne'er put forth,
Nor fairer garden yet was never known:
The maidens danced about it morn and noon,
And learned bards of it their ditties made;
The nimble fairies by the pale-faced moon
Water'd the root and kiss'd her pretty shade.
But well-a-day!--the gardener careless grew;
The maids and fairies both were kept away,
And in a drought the caterpillars threw
Themselves upon the bud and every spray.
God shield the stock! If heaven send no supplies,
The fairest blossom of the garden dies.

Rag Doll

The Little Rag Doll

Sally sat in a corner, a pretty Rag Doll
Molly loved her, Sally was hers, but once, Sally fell
Mother picked her up and loved Sally's frill a lot
'Ah! so nice for my little Jill' she thought
Mother mended little Jill's hem
using Sally's frill
It did look cute as Jill's white lace
But Sally was sad to lose her face
And now Molly did not think Sally was a gem
So she threw Sally
Behind her alley
Sally cried silent tears huddling naked washed with fright
in that empty can of Sprite
Jill picked her up and thought her dress was bright
It would make a pretty sight
when she cut her up and used her
to stuff her little Rag Doll.

Request

I got  a request from Tineke  she likes to see the whole forest quilt

well here it is ,,,,