When the volcano candle from Anthro gets lit,
and my fingers start to sift through
the stacks of linen and
burlap and wool, well there must be
something new created.
I have purged most of my "store bought" decorations,
so this year, in my goal for a handmade
holiday... out came 12 days of Christmas
stockings for the upper railing.
Vintage MOP buckles, just enough in one jar,
and some luscious pearlized organza, some linen...
Some small grunge tags,
covered with a book page,
then stamped 1-12
Behind the railing, my memory wall,
mementos from friends, bloggie and life long.
A wee cone in my Mom's tin,
a precious memory
typed some 40 years ago,
always, always Macky.
Life of Z