Happy New Year

 

...looking back so that the view

 looking forward is even clearer.

ice fishing

Mr. b and our son-in-law planned to do some ice fishing last weekend

until a storm moved in and we all had to stay in.

 

 

I stitched up this fish stuffy for our youngest granddaughter.

Her little fingers had plenty of places to grab on.

 

~b is for bass

 

 

 

 



snow snow snow

We made it back last night from snowy North Dakota.

We waited it out an extra two days and were very glad we did.

 

 

If I were a kid...

this would be snow heaven!

 

 

I honestly don't know where they will put the next snow?

 

~b



It's Christmas...

~b is for blessings to you and yours

Fly Boy

I decided our youngest granddaughter

 needed a little something more

 from grandma's little sewing sweat shop...

 

 

The pattern writer wrote,

"He's a stout little chap with a touch of dare devil

 bubbling away just under the surface.

 He knows the only place he can truly fly is under the waves

 but it's in the sky that his dreams of flight really live.

 One day he just might soar like an eagle...like every boy dreams of doing."

 

 

After two days of fine stitching, knitting, stuffing

and generally just pulling out my hair...

 

 

In the end...

I decided Fly Boy is too delicate for play

and whipped up something more child proof.

 

 

Sorry Fly Boy...you were destined to be a shelf sitter.

 

~b is for (red) Baron

 

 

coiffure

Christmas is near...

I'm running out of time.

 

 

I'm also running out the door today to get a haircut.

It's a good thing I have my own gift shop.

I hope my hairdresser likes these

 handmades from DakotaMaid.

 

~b is for bob

(some of you will get this...some of you won't)

through the woods

Every grandmother's house...

 

 

through a child's eyes.

 

We came across this Victorian beauty

 driving the back roads after our train trip.

Who says South Dakota isn't as beautiful as Vermont?

Merry Christmas.

 

~b is for beauty