I finally did it... I cut up my mother's wedding dress. Now one might ask why I did this... why to preserve it of course.
Somewhere through the course of my life I have become the holder or caretaker of several generations of wedding dresses in my family. I am a little confused as to what to do with them. It isn't like in ages past where the up-coming generation of females in a family will look to them to wear for their own weddings. And having only boys in my immediate family kind of nulls that option too.
This year has been a year of examining our history and looking to the future as what to do with them. I finally decided that even though I wasn't close to my great grandmother (that simply being by default of age), I had to preserve her dress. Which is kind of neat because I also have my great grandfather's shirt that he wore for the wedding. That is now one shadow box that my kids will just have to deal with later.
Well I am glad to say my mother had a sense of humor like myself. Ask my brother who lost a set of his favorite "holely" jeans to later receive a really cool beret hippy style hat for Christmas made from those same jeans.
With this kinda of inspiration, I had to ask, then why am I still hanging on to a wedding dress that no one will ever wear or see? Again, dolls to the rescue. It is amazing how they are such a great vehicle for preserving and showcasing our history. In this age of digital information and everything being stored on a computer it is still nice to have the opportunity to "actually touch" history. This only occurs when we preserve some of those artifacts that we received throughout our history.
I don't have room nor desire to create several shadow boxes of history, but I am willing to create outfits for my dolls using some of these same pieces of history. Knowing my granddaughter's little fae doll that I have sculpted will have a dress made out of my mother's wedding dress will pass on a piece of my mother. My granddaughters will never have the opportunity to meet my mother, but they will be able to "touch" her and discover her story.
Gluten Free and Dairy Free
Ingredients for the Crust
Ingredients for Pie Filling
After filling the uncooked pie shells with the pie filling, I then place them in the oven at 350 degrees for approximately 45-50 minutes.
All that is left now is to figure out how to make the soy whipping cream...
I have heard that when a baby is born and with it's first smile a fairy is born.
With that thought, I guess I kinda helped the fairy along. When my daughter in-law went into the hospital, out came my clay. I didn't have any inspiration other then keeping both my daughter in-law and the baby in my prayers as this is a lot of work bringing new life into the world. Which by the way, I am sure my daughter in-law will swear by this. (*smiling*)
I also did this process with my first granddaughter. And what we do for one, we need to do for the others that follow. Children have a way of teaching us the things we need to learn which has always been a part of me and my sculpting.
As Wren was taking her own sweet time about showing up in the world... this little fairy was also coming into being. Now, this isn't about looking like Wren. This is Wren's own personal little fairy that will watch over her and hopefully always be there to remind her about keeping awake the child within. For Wren's angels are for the BIG things in life while her fairies are about the LITTLE things in life, like remembering to smell the roses and taking a little time to play.
"More tea?” asked Dragonia as she stood before the Earl of Grey ready to pour. “Please, the little red speckled sandwiches are sweet and the green teacakes are salty,” she continued before he could answer.
Nodding his head and peering over the top of his glasses, the Earl paused a moment before speaking. He noticed that the Baroness was fidgeting slightly and appeared a touch nervous. Could he get her to reveal what was making her act so? “I don’t know if a meeting is really necessary. We all know it is a hopeless case without the Dragons' revenue so what is there really to talk about?” he slowly replied. Snoop watched her purse her lips before she answered, “Aahh, she does have something to hide” he realized.
“Perhaps I have a way to improve our situation Snoop,” she said “but I want to present the possibility to all of the council at once.”
Again, pausing to see if she would reveal more, he waited to see if she would continue. When she did not, he realized if he was to find out more he would have to ‘snoop’ around for himself. “I will be happy to hear your presentation at the meeting of the council Baroness, but now I must be going. Many things to do and people to see before the next edition of the paper goes to print. Have a pleasant day.” Pushing his glasses back from the bridge of his nose and donning his hat, he arose to take his leave.
Snoop, (or as my hubby likes to call him, Augustus) has been invited to tea by the Baroness. Does she know what I still have to do to get him ready for the party?
After all, he is an Earl and has been the highest ranking official in the Village for awhile... even if he is down on his luck. Ever since the Mayor's ship load of tea sank, things just haven't been the same.
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