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22 March 2008 @ 01:10 pm

our town looks like Narnia, street lamps and white fir trees. It's not too cold, but large puffy flakes have covered
everything in sight. there is a layer of silence in this city, like everyone has gone inside their caves to hibernate, just like
bears. This must surely be the last snow before Spring flowers bloom.  Easter snow. xxx

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20 March 2008 @ 02:57 pm

17 March 2008 @ 03:20 pm

Today  was a tender, quiet day and the sun wouldn't come out from hiding.
I pressed flowers, mountain laurel and daisies, for my book of short stories
and made almond Scottish bread and pumpkin ginger cookies for tea, but
 ate far too many and got a tummy ache.
The past few days have been awfully tiring. I've been working on a full size puppet
theatre with tiny secret windows and doors, little stars and baby wolves. I'm very pleased with
how it's coming along. There will be lots of backdrops with waves and constellations, mermaids,
masquerade dancers and sailboats, too. All the pieces for each show will be
attached to wheels so they can move around as you tell a story with them.
I shall be sure to show them once they are complete.

11 March 2008 @ 01:49 pm

sleepy bones, sleepy bones. My milky tooth armor.
09 March 2008 @ 09:25 pm

De olifant ♥
06 March 2008 @ 04:16 pm

♥ ♥ ♥

04 March 2008 @ 05:40 pm

"Up shot the bubble, high up in the yellow air.
Of all the strange things that had happened to Edith
in the rainbow this was the strangest! Sometimes,
the bubble would dip down until just above fields of yellow lilies,
or marshes full of yellow irises. Again it would shoot up so suddenly
and so high that Edith would feel very dizzy."

03 March 2008 @ 10:32 am

This weekend was lovely. I finished making my first large marionette puppet. I sewed his clothes yesterday and
painted his face, with tiny baby teeth and rosy cheeks, snow fox ears and a big bushy tail. xx
(i'm sorry you cannot see it in these photos)
The hard part was making the strings and stuffing him with cotton fluff.
 he kept trying to slide off my lap and under my bed to hide.

Saturday was a sleepy day. I built a toy airplane and ate birthday cake ice cream with blue sprinkles and read
my books about Edith traveling through the different bands of the rainbow with a raindrop faerie.
I shall have to show you the pictures inside my book, Clara Wilson's story book illustrations are terribly pretty and much too wonderful not
to share with you.

24 February 2008 @ 03:10 pm

Icicles are falling from the gutters and
snow banks are turning into tiny rivers, carrying ants and moss pieces away with it.
Outside smells like Spring and with it brings memories of when I was little,
climbing the big tree beside the cemetery.
There was a house with millions of hammocks and millions of tree lanterns,
little tea lights flickering always. and a big tree with even bigger
exposed roots. I think there was a large rope and tire hanging from it. At night,
when the fireflies used to actually come out, I would be pushed so high my feet would
touch the middle branches. I was always a little scared of being flung far off
into the night sky and never coming down again.
The girls with long hair and freckles who lived there were all
sisters and they were my spring time friends. I'm not sure if they're even real.
this smell makes them seem oh so vivid in my mind.

21 February 2008 @ 03:28 pm

I am making a stop motion animation movie with some installation pieces I've built
lately. I'm very excited about collaborating with Will on this project and having
him make some music for it. I hope to have eight short films finished in the next
few months!