One - of - a - Kind festal Farm Animal CardsSue Weaver has a great holiday bill - making idea for hobby farmers .
Our preferred holiday tradition begin in mid - November when we dissipate photo of our animals decked in festive garb .
We pick our deary ( the Equus asinus decorated with wink Christmas tree ignitor ? The ram with the homemade coronal around his neck ? ) and make prints , then the fun begins .
Using blank deckle - edged Strathmore cards , rubber cementum , Christmas stickers , and felt crown marker , we plan a special card for each of our friend .
Are they fancy ? Not at all . But they ’re unique , and each is a one - of - a - kind .
~ Sue Weaver
Christmas Yarn DollsCherie Langlois and her 15 - twelvemonth - honest-to-god daughter Kelsey tell us how to make Christmas Yarn Dolls .
Each holiday season we bring out our thread box and make older - timey yarn dolls as gifts or just for fun . With this trade , you may go under your imagination free , making dolls of every size , color , and grain . Add handmade or foxiness stock - bought wings and you ’ll have a beautiful narration Angel Falls to adorn your tree .
Here ’s all you need :
~Cherie and Kelsey Langlois
No Place Like Home … Sarah Coleman reflects on home and onetime and young holiday memories .
Santas … of All SortsEvery year for as long as I can remember , my mother and I have made some form of Santa ; whether it bea 6 - foot grandiloquent newspaper publisher mache Santa organise from chicken wireorSanta ornament , something new and Christmas - y has always graced our farmhouse .
Once weturned an antique quilt into a stocking that featured a Santa with a real goat vulcanized fiber beard(goat fiber good manners of the Leicester Longwools from Ann Brown in Kentucky ! ) .
~ S. Coleman
Since my female parent is a night shift ER nurse , her schedule is always a moment crazy — when I finally make it home from wherever I ’m living , she takes all style of cookie dough out of the deep freezer and we bake and bake and drink tea while we catch up on living . I have always been the official “ Pitzelle maker ! ”
On Christmas Eve , it ’s usually just my father and I while my mom works a 12 - time of day switching ; something I dreaded as a nipper ( I had to wait for her to get home to open gift ! ) . But now expect her to do so the younger kid might have their mother home for the holidays .
To me , nothing says “ habitation ” like pulling in the driveway , tyre muffled by Charles Percy Snow , to the sight of our star sign aglow with Christmas lights , the barn and milkhouse with large welcoming wreaths , and the smell of a fire linger in the frosty , winter air . There literally is no lieu like household .
~Sarah Coleman
