~ pRETTY pOTS & TaTtEred RoSes

Not too far off before it's Christmas and I still haven't put the tree up or decorated the fireplace mantel; for this year that is all I will be doing ,especially when I have to deal with torn up floors and fallin kitchen and bathroom. As long as the house is clean I'm okay with that but not overly enthused to decorate one bit only I think creating a bit of a warm Christmasy feel for the family is an essential right now. In the events of  last month I haven't had much time to think about crafting , decorating, reading ..... all the la di da stuff that makes me happy when I'm not; I found it too hard and even now I am not myself but again thinking positive is a must to carry on.

On the bright side of things , my husband is home now till after Christmas recuperating from emergency surgery for a detached retina  Dec 9th.....poor fellow he looks more like Rocky these days. Kids are happy to have him home and I guess me as well only he does have his particularities which I had forgotten with him living away from home during the week for the past five years...haha! I'm learning to adjust all over again and miss going to my thrift stores on a daily basis...the truth is out....haha!

Anyway, I am back to crafting and creating and maybe lucky to get some reading time in there over the holidays as well. Still have to go for Christmas groceries which I have plans to make some yummy stuff for meals and sweets and take some to our friends across the street. 

So here is my little craft I made and think it's  quite pretty. Something to brighten the winter blues with a warm hue of pink and glitter for the festive season. I tried to recreate a Victorian candy basket  one could use for the Christmas tree as a sweets basket or maybe a secret ring.

They are very easy to make. I grabbed some peat pots and spray painted them in a cream colour, then I added some mica flakes and a pipe cleaner which I had previously stained with a bit of brown paint for a handle and finally added a felt ribbon border. 

I then added the roses which I had made earlier and added a brooch pin to their backs so they could be taken from the pots and used as brooches. There are many tutorials on the web for the singed flowers and it's all up to you in how you want to create them. I adore the tattered look to a flower , well worn and old , something that conjures memories of a long loved past. Hope you like them. 

~ Goodbye Dear Friend ~

Somewhere up there, you are reading this Myles. Know that we all love you and miss you.

"I had a dream,which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinquish'd and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space".

We lost a beautiful dear friend

"Good night, dear heart
Good night, good night".


Dear Elaine, Keith, Matthew and Bryan,
Jean, David, Chris and Dana,


We are terribly saddened that Myles has left us.
It is a time of year which makes the pain more intense and I wish I could ease the hurt you are feeling right now. Myles was always there for us and we are so fortunate to have had him as a friend; truly a great fellow.

I will always remember Myles saying : "So it is" and I suppose I discovered it early on at the Blue Rodeo concert we went to together that I had asked him to go to. At the time, we gals were very pregnant but I think the fellows forgot about it for a few hours before we nagged about the discomfort in sitting so long and left a tad early ........"So it is" Myles said. We will miss you Myles.

We must remember ...

"There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year's course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word "happiness" would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness. It is far better to take things as they come along with patience and equanimity."
Time will fade the pain and keeping close and by each other's side will help you pull through it.May God bless you and your family for now and for always.

If you need anything we are here for you.With all our heart your friends the Belangers

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Below is a poem my grand mom wrote years ago about crossing over and I thought it might give you some solace.

Brightling Graves, originally uploaded by ART NAHPRO.

MYLES SIMPSON RIP SEPTEMBER 16 TH / 1961 ~ DECEMBER 1ST / 2010

Another Full Moon

Lachlan

E` Gia` deciso

Accarezzato dal vento l'ultima foglia
dondla appesa ad un ramo sciupato
anche il sole incapace di ridarle vita e forza
morira` morira` senza dire no no
la natura condanna i suoi figli
ad un giorno continuo continuo eternamente
segnando la foglia mi vene voglia di urlare
tutta la sua crudelta` non piango
gli alberi muti e il loro sguardo verso il cielo
siamo noi i rebelli, piangono muoiono
gli umani vogliono essere presi nella
girandola dell'universo
tutto e` stabilito anche la nostra fine
allora allora io vorrei morire
insieme all'ultima foglia
del mio ultimo inverno.

Maria Lettieri
Genova

TRANSLATION IN ENGLISH FROM ITALIAN

E` Gia` deciso {Its Already Decided}

Accarezzato dal vento l'ultima foglia {caressed by the wind, the last leaf}
dondla appesa ad un ramo sciupato{rocks hanging from a branch}
anche il sole incapace di ridarle vita e forza{ even the sun unable to give it life and strength}
morira` morira` senza dire no no {to die, die without saying no, no}
la natura condanna i suoi figli { nature sentences its sons}
ad un giorno continuo continuo eternamente{continuous, a continuous day eternally }
segnando la foglia mi vene voglia di urlare { marking the leaf I get the urge to scream}
tutta la sua crudelta` non piango { with all its cruelty I don’t cry}
gli alberi muti e il loro sguardo verso il cielo {the trees are speechless with their look towards the sky }
siamo noi i rebelli, piangono muoiono { it is us who are the rebels, crying, dying}
gli umani vogliono essere presi nella { humanity wants to be taken}
girandola dell'universo{on the carrousel of the universe}
tutto e` stabilito anche la nostra fine {everything is established even our own end}
allora allora io vorrei morire {then, then I want to die }
insieme all'ultima foglia{ together with the last leaf}
del mio ultimo inverno.{ of my last winter}