Meet Sheila. She is all pepped up about the coming of gift giving season. Ribbons! Tissue paper! Specially printed boxes! She loves them all — and those are just the wrappers! Unlike Walgreen’s or Macy’s, Sheila’s festive mood arises from joy. Not greed.
She wears a recycled blouse & sweater and a cute pink button. Part of a wool challis scarf that belonged to my mother wraps her neck. It’s one of my “good luck cloths” and I hope it lasts forever, because when I include a scrap, it feels like a blessing for the recipient. Her pipe cleaner arms make a loop in the back for hanging, but she’s very versatile (it’s one of her charms) and will stand on her own.
Sheila is rather proud of her crocheted tail and insisted that I include this shot. The harsh shadows made it a “no go” in my book, but she is very persuasive. Must be that charm!
Because she keeps singing “I’m going to Texas“, I gave her a peace amulet. But when I came downstairs this morning, peace was hanging by a thread. I didn’t like the look or sound of that, so I dug up a festive woodland branch for her instead. 
She is so at home everywhere she goes — whether it’s among the ferns or next to a toadstool. In that regard, I want to be more like her!
Her holiday cheer must be contagious for I finished one of the starched doily snowflakes using cotton string and a few crystal beads. Sshhh! It will be a gift!
It’s windy today, making the black walnuts fall in waves of bombing that sound like artillery. I was lucky to survive filming. Although, I didn’t look up. Maybe all the nuts have fallen now.
This week I’ll be going to Salem. I hope there’s time to take a few pictures before or after visiting my sister, because the place goes absolutely ga-ga for Halloween.
And just to get us back to October, here’s a page from an old Ranger Rick magazine that I found while sorting downstairs (today, I tackled the file cabinets).
I laughed out loud for the sheer joy of it … thank you for making my day
It was all her. She’s coming your way!
Oh how perfect!!!
Thank you (ha!)
boxed and good to go.
Sheila is a blithe spirit…I too laughed out loud. Ranger Rick’s bat seems to share some of that cheer. He looks more curious than scary.
she cheered me up as well. my peppy, party-going side has been in the moth balls for quite some time. As for the bat, don’t you love his face? I want to draw him.
love the little red flying fox aka fruit bat here in the Land Down Under & your mouse looks very happy to be in the world
She was a little happy chappy and already in a box headed south. Finally, the white pennant is calling out to me. It is so tough to drive a needle through I’ve decided to apply machine stitching. Thinking thinking thinking.
Ooh. Darn about the difficulty with the needle. I am planning lots of embroidery on mine. Experiments ahead.
If you think how to hand stitch comfortably let me know.
Dee and Dana –
I’ve been comfortable using a John James big eye quilting needle, size 11 with a single strand of DMC gloss
Ummm … that would be “floss”
I’ll give those a try. Thanks, Liz.
she is wonderful! put a smile on my face this am!
well, to what better purpose to post a picture! thanks for letting me know, Susan.
oh and wow and oh again!
she is absolutely ADORABLE, I have fallen in luv’ Dee
– also, I bought a second-hand winter vest at the local Bric á Brac back in May, black wool dotted with white spots, orange squirrels (or are they blue, cannot check right now as I’m in the office) with red details, reminding me very much of Sheila’s outfit
forgot to mention the bat, love him too, although not quite as much as I love Sheila……
The bat is keeping her secrets, I think. Unlike our little extrovert, Sheila.
thank you Saskia. That vest sounds like ‘divine kitsch’… can’t wait to see what you do with it.
Ha I wear it
Ha I wear it