My Foxy Affair

I stumbled upon this pretty little fox under a Christmas display in Niles Canyon a few years ago. I have always loved foxes, but that fox was speaking to me!

When I discovered Lawn Fawn die cuts featuring  foxes, squirrels, birds and birch trees,it seemed a perfect subject for card making. Of course these die and stamp sets also required the purchase of pricy Copic markers to add color to trees, grass, animals and skies.
Here is a look at what came of my foxy ventures.

Lawn Fawn stamps, die cuts and Copic Markers used here..

I made these little place markers for Thanksgiving Dinner at our neighbors. They feature Lawn Fawn leaf cuts, banner, stamps and of course fox.I add the glitter around the edges with my finger. The Tim Holtz paper adds a bit of texture.

This is a Bday card for my favorite little golfing buddy next door… I used Lawn Fawn scripty Happy Birthday die cut, number cuts and fringed grassy cut...

How Does My Garden Grow?

It's that crazy time of year again when staying in the house is impossible…it's spring! Things are growing very well after our recent rains. Here's a little looky-loo…especially for my new succulent blogger buddy.

Succulent Trouble Shooting

I don't know what the white spots are except for water spots. It has had no water except rain but is sheltered under the porch. Am sun…this photo was taken at 11:40 am so you can see the sun on it. Planted in cactus/succulent mix from nursery. It is starting to bloom. (double click on any photo to enlarge)

Here is a photo in the shade…you can see the yellowing on some leaves. It is producing new growth like crazy, it is just that it isn't as blue as when I planted it 2 years ago.

In the backyard, I have this beauty. but wonder if it is time to cut the long stems and start anew? I really like the way it looks right now.

It seems to love the shade and 

only early am sun.

This succulent (below) is growing in the front entry way, only filtered sun and is now growing into the walkway.

Should I cut the blooms and restart many new plants? I am thinking of trying to propagate per your blog advice. Thanks for sharing the world of succulents…I'm addicted.

Our 35 year old clivia




my paper garden work

It's in the hole!

I hit my first hole in one today!!!

Las Positas Golf Course in Livermore, where I take lessons from the resident Pro, Jeff Debenidetti

Location: first hole on the executive course. Nine iron, 94 yards, pin tucked behind the bunkers on the left. Hit it to the back of the green, trickled down the ridge, disappeared. Lost it. No one there to see it but the grounds keeper who gave me a single finger as he drove by in his tractor. I thought he was saying 'HI". but he meant "one shot".

Pretty much fun I must say. Especially after being bitten by a dog on Sunday and breaking my wrist in September, wondering if I would ever play golf again. 

Well you know it all evens out somehow and I know God has been looking after my heart, body and soul for a long time.

Good night. Sweet goodnight.

Email congrats from my PT crew:

Candyce, 

That is great news!!!!! Oh my gosh what a great way to comeback after all that you've been through. It makes me so happy to hear about this and the positive experience you had coming into hand therapy. These are the moments that make me want to become a hand therapist. It was so nice working with you and walking with you through this process. 

I will let Kerri know about this today. Thank you for sharing and congratulations on getting your first hole in one! I bet it was an amazing feeling!


Alyssa 

Warm & Welcome--Rain & 2016

It's raining. And raining. So far not too cold. Everyone is happy. Willing to get drenched. Willing to walk and drive and work with water falling from heaven all around. Christmas 2015 was my best ever. While I was recovering from my distal radius fracture
(doctor talk for broken wrist) I decorated every vacant spot in and outside the house. It helped me heal. It made me grateful.

I made these little cards with my embossing tools. Gold and so pretty.

I put Christmas trees and berries on my dining table...

And decorated my Tree of Life with lights, glitter birds and various Christmas baubles.

I decorated my tiny tree

and made Christmas ornaments with glitter glue and mica chips

Welcoming in the New Year with my husband's 70th birthday 

was yet another blessing.

When he saw his home made card, he loved it. When he saw his birthday balloons, he said," You know there is only one place for these"…and up he climbed to set up his birthday display.

I made Happy Birthday Stars to hang over our garage...

Life is very warm and wonderful today, in the rain, in 2016, the Year of Restoration.

Precious Penny

Well, our neighborhood decided to do luminaries for the second year in a row…all down our street…a mile long.

We planned, and put sand in white paper bags, we punched some of the bags with stars and snowflakes and the numbers "2016". We lighted tea lights up and down the street and afterwards, everyone gathered in my garage for cocoa and chips and biscotti.

What I will remember is Penny, a little 5 year old asking me for more cocoa and whether or not she could come in while I made it.  She set up a stool outside the garage door and said, "I'll sit right here while you make it." I said, "are you comfortable there or would you like to come in?" "I'll ask my dad". He said it's fine!. So in she came.

"Where is your Christmas Tree?"
"It's around the corner, go look for it."
"Ok…. Oh, it is very tiny. Tiny."
"Yes, I know it's tiny but I have a lot of them. Can you find how many I have? Go look." So she scampers away to look and starts counting.
"18. I think you have 18. "
"Well, I think you counted some twice don't you?" She's smiles. She's five. She's Penny. She's absolutely adorable. With a brother on the way. And two in the boot. Wow. What a family.

The Best Christmas Ever

For so many reasons, this is my best Christmas. I have been healed from a terrible fall and broken wrist which needed surgery and a metal plate. I didn't hurt my back or neck. I am not paralyzed. I can see the blessing of protection and constant care that my Father has provided each and every day. 

I mean, how many people injured in the middle of the forest get taken 

to a hospital miles away by 2 complete strangers? 

I did. 

Who gets to open their front door to a stranger and have that stranger offer 

to pray for their hand to be healed? 

I did. 

Who has a sweet French neighbor like Marie, a watercolor artist, who brings to the door, hot, homemade quiche,  stuffed artichokes with béchamel sauce, chicken pot pie, potato leek soup, salad Niciose, and ratatoulli because cooking with a cast isn't possible? 

I did.

Who gets stopped by a stranger walking in the park with encouraging words...

"I broke my wrist too. Don't worry. You'll heal. I did. Look my scar is barely visible."

I did. That happened to me. 

So here it is. My best Christmas ever. 

I can use my hand to make cards and banners and dinners and garland for parties.

Christmas Story

I was running in Sycamore Grove Park taking in the sight of beautiful ribbons of silver and grey bark, giant golden leaves and a clear path ahead of me. It was a gift of a moment, perfect. Then a thought crossed my mind…and I started to weep from a sudden deep understanding of the truth…because one year my mother gave me a torn skirt for Christmas. It still had the tags on it. Marked down 30% off because it was damaged. It made me feel worthless, only worth getting a damaged useless gift. I sobbed at Sycamore Park because suddenly I understood the truth.

My Christmas Story

Imagine...taking as long as you need, planning, thinking about, then buying THE perfect gift for the one you love and cherish. Uncompromisingly perfect. Fits the need. Fills the longing. Its giving will be so good, satisfy more than any other gift before. 

Imagine picking out the perfect box for what’s inside, laying out the wrapping paper, creasing and folding up the edges just right, pulling out the tape so it doesn’t wrinkle. Placing it so it can’t be seen. 

Imagine trying out different bows and ribbons until you land on an incredible combination of wrap and ribbon. Imagine putting all of yourself into every step. Looping one strand over the other so you form a graceful bow. Holding it out at arm’s length. Checking it out. Turning it over. Loving your work, your selection, your passion in creating, your insistence that it be just right, your mind’s eye vision of its reception in the hands of the one you love. It’s perfect. 

And then you sigh the sigh of accomplishment. 
And then you say, “There. It’s Finished.” 

And then it hits you. “It is finished!” cried out from the cross. Jesus. Gift of all gifts. Perfect in every way. Planned with passion from the beginning of time. Jesus who fits every need. Fills the longing of every aching, grasping heart. Jesus. God’s gift to us. It is finished. Jesus, the gift of all gifts.