This is what I saw when I opened my curtains this morning. I put peanuts out for the squirrels. It was a hit with the local deer too!
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Where would you greet spring?
Wordless Wednesday
I’ve Been Adopted!
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while this is not the actual bird, this is what he looks like. I didn’t have a camera with me at work |
Wild and Whimsical
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This was a custom and I’m thinking of offering more like him on Etsy. He’s not listed yet, but look for him soon!
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New ACEO Prints available
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Christmas Orders!
I will stop taking orders for Christmas by Dec. 5th. to insure timely delivery!
Each Horse is made after it is ordered so please allow at least 4-5 days before it is shipped~ See Shop Policies for more~ click here
Each stick horse head is handmade, without the stick, and comes with simple instructions to attach your own.
Want yours with a stick attached? use the “add a stick listing” and your horse will arrive ready to ride!
The “add a stick” instructions are in my shop policies page and there is s demo video on YouTube here
Want a different color mane, bridle or a fun color? Leave your questions/requests in “Note to seller” box when you order or contact me first here
Looking forward to seeing you at Etsy!
Even if you don’t want a stick horse, Etsy has tons of handmade and vintage gifts for Christmas! Think of it as a giant craft mall!
A Song of the Woods by Winifred Sackville Stoner, Jr.
“My leaves are turning crimson,” the giant oak tree said, “It’s almost time these children should seek their winter’s bed, But how they still cling to me and gleam with crimson hue, They truly are more lovely than cirrus clouds of blue. “And now throughout the forest – list! hear their voices ring, But ’tis in tones of sadness and sighing they now sing – ‘Alas! ’tis gone, fair summer, and winter’s reign is near, He cruelly strips the forest of all her summer cheer By killing all her lovely leaves and likewise flowers gay And driving all her fairy folk to homes of far away.'”
“My leaves are turning crimson,” the giant oak tree said,
“It’s almost time these children should seek their winter’s bed,
But how they still cling to me and gleam with crimson hue,
They truly are more lovely than cirrus clouds of blue.
But ’tis in tones of sadness and sighing they now sing –
‘Alas! ’tis gone, fair summer, and winter’s reign is near,
He cruelly strips the forest of all her summer cheer
By killing all her lovely leaves and likewise flowers gay
And driving all her fairy folk to homes of far away.'”
New Demo Video! Adding a stick to your new stick horse head!
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