over the river and through the woods

over the river and through the woods

to grandmother's house we go/the horse

knows the way to carry the sleigh/through

the white and drifty [that's how we sang it]

snow/over the river and through the woods

oh how the wind does blow/it stings the toes

and bites the nose/as over the ground we go

may your holiday

be full of blessings

and your heart

full of joy

image: min hogg's brilliant paper

one of our first highly recommended gifts

reverie

honestly, if min could just come wave a magic

wand in my house and take care of all the things

that needed to be taken care of (wallpaper? fresh

fabrics on the well-loved chairs? assorted odds &

ends?), i'd be quite happy to just go read to young

ones all day. the traveling story-lady, or some such

thing; we could make dioramas. and books. and...

a girl can dream, right?

gorgeous rooms, papers, fabrics: min hogg

(and i am realizing that even without most

excellent min & her way with a home, this

reading and book-making is what i will do,

anyway. time to take a dream and make it

real? the chairs, in their old fabric, smile.)

Min Hogg. The Seaweed Collection.

No secret here that I have had a long-time affection for all things Min: imagine my delight when a lovely reader wrote in yesterday to say that our Ms. Hogg is here.

And, having just returned from a few days at the beach, I am more than ready to have Min Hogg pull Seaweed (& anything else she wants) through every room of our house.

Thanks, TrickyMicky. Please visit again soon, perhaps with more tide-ings of great joy.

The Seaweed Collection

dear reader: apologies for quick screen

shots from the sweet site; i am supposed

to be tidying the house we left for a few days &

had promised myself not to blog until it was done

(and it is not, but i had to post about Min. had to.)