Ice Lights – Twinkling the Night Sky

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Lights make the season.  Nothing says, “The Holidays are here!” like twinkling lights reflecting off of sparkling tinsel.  There is something about white lights on a house, or the 8 candles in a window, that are like a beacon of holiday spirit in the night.  Like a lighthouse, these decorations beckon us home, when the nights are dark and the paths are treacherous with ice and snow.

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Instant Chalk Board – No paint needed!

 

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Every once in a while my mind will the blown by something so simple and yet so wonderful that combines to make something absolutely fantastic. I bring to you my lovely creative readers…chalkboard contact paper. I shall wait now while you wrap your mind around the never ending, numerously fabulous, absolutely wonderful things that you can do now that you know that this does indeed exists. The possibilities are endless; you can create artistic decals for your living room or foyer, a lovely place to leave a message.

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Seat Cushion Reupholster Tutorial

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Sometimes you need a change. Sometimes comes about once a season for me. I cannot be alone though in wanting to spruce up my house for different seasons. In the winter the heavy drapes and darker pillowcases for the throws almost make our drafty Victorian feel warm. The summer calls for shear curtains and a lighter palate.

One of my personal ways to spruce up the house though is by changing the seat cushions out. I found these stunning vintage wrought iron chairs on the side of the street awaiting the trash man in New York City. That is one thing I really miss about New York, the perpetual free side walk treats that one might find at any moment. I have walked avenues with furniture in my hands, I have hailed cabs rerouting my self and dinner plans to take a hand tooled book case back to up town to my little studio on the west side.

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Pearl Vase Bouquet

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“For a moment Anne’s heart fluttered queerly and for the first time her eyes faltered under Gilbert’s gaze and a rosy flush stained the paleness of her face. It was as if a veil that had hung before her inner consciousness had been lifted, giving to her view a revelation of unsuspected feelings and realities. Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music, perhaps. . . perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath. ” 
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L.M. MontgomeryAnne of Avonlea

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