Compliments of the season from Bilberry and Birch, and from Glitter Squirrel.
Merry Christmas!
Silver Birch
The birch is one of my favourite trees, and the inspiration for several of my designs. I love their tall, graceful shape, the bright golden colour of their leaves in autumn, and their distinctive pale bark, which peels back in strips. Known as the goddess tree or lady of the woods, the birch is one … Continue reading Silver Birch
Latest Designs: Holly
I’m still hard at work on some wintry designs, and I’ve just finished these lovely little holly leaf earrings. They’re cut from lightly textured silver sheet, then oxidised until they turn a dark slate grey colour. I’ve chosen to give them a light polish, retaining most of the oxidisation, as I thought it captured the … Continue reading Latest Designs: Holly
Latest Designs: Mistletoe
It’s hard to believe that November is nearly over, and that Christmas is not that far off. Apologies to those of you who prefer not to think about it for a few more weeks, but those of us hoping to provide you with gift ideas have to think ahead! With this in mind, I’ve been … Continue reading Latest Designs: Mistletoe
December Landscape: Stormy Skies
December has been pretty chilly here in Northumberland, although we missed the worst of the snow. The main memory I take from this month is the spectacular stormy skies.
merry christmas
Whichever winter festival you celebrate, I hope you have a good one.
wordless wednesday: winter moon
monday verse: in the bleak midwinter
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, long ago. from In The Bleak Midwinter by Christina Rossetti A wintry landscape for my last Monday Verse. We had a couple of really cold, … Continue reading monday verse: in the bleak midwinter
merry christmas!
monday verse: derelict
Christmas is a place I speed through now, a crumbling downtown celebrated only as Once Upon a Time before the founding fathers ran for the suburbs leaving us nothing but plaster figurines, a fake beard, ruins of safety and certainty, of a day when the ritual unwrapping of presents could seem a prophecy of what … Continue reading monday verse: derelict
