Decorated a week ago, tree and outdoor star. Here's an artifact: My childhood stocking.
Holey now, but such fond memories won't allow me to toss it out.
I was presented this angel ornament at age 3 by my Sunday School teacher. It's been a treasure all my life, and still has the original clapper string!
My dear mother loved making things, and as a child of the Depression, never threw anything away. She would always say: "I can make something out of it!"
And she did... a half of walnut shell was transformed into a tree ornament.
My dear mother loved making things, and as a child of the Depression, never threw anything away. She would always say: "I can make something out of it!"
And she did... a half of walnut shell was transformed into a tree ornament.
A burned out bulb became a santa.
Mama liked doing needlepoint and would use up every little scrap of plastic canvas:
A Christmas mouse
Squeeze his jaws to open and place a tiny treasure.
You've got mail!
Other favorites:
This handmade one was a going away gift, when our time was up in Russia.
She's beautiful!
I adore these little guys, also from Russia. Each one has the name of a Russian city or village.
My cousin Chris is an artist, and this wonderful okra pod ornament was tied to my gift one year.
She painted the face beautifully.
Who knew I would one day enjoy okra!?!
HAHA! I forgot about those okra!
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