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Christmas Tree Stump Carvings

tile fish copy

It’s that season again!  Time to showcase my husband’s mini sculptures lovingly carved from our family’s discarded Christmas trees. He’s created over thirty of these sculptures. Each honors the tree, a memory and our family.

I’m picking up where I left off last year, at 1994.  This is Niles The Tile Fish.  I know the year is ’94, because I can easily find a penny of the same date expertly inlaid under the mount of the carving.

The story behind the fish:My family upholds the tradition of eating many varied fishes on Christmas Eve.  The tile fish is a once a year favorite.  The scales are beautifully iridescent.  This carving honors this fish and all of the many fishes that have nourished our family for countless years. It’s also a symbol of our gathering on Christmas Eve;for all of us who will celebrate this year and for all who will be missed at the table.

Posting the images of these carvings and sharing them with you, offers me the opportunity to honor my amazing husband. Happy Christmas T.

A Hope Wish for the Holidays

Wishing every one of you kind, interesting and creative friends a holiday wish.. The one wish that is dearest to you.  The one that you scarcely allow yourself to acknowledge.  The truest most beautiful hope you can conjure.  I’m hoping it comes true for you.

Rat Chat….continued :)

I like a nice rat.  Charming conversationalists  if you don’t mind the defensive tone.  I met a rat quite recently whose knowledge of subterranean culture was really quite extraordinary.  His opinions regarding  a great variety of issues, I found to be both informed and refreshing.  This particular rat also understood the importance of attentiveness in an engaging tête-à-tête.  As well-traveled as he was, he never for a moment hogged the conversation or took on airs.   A great shame my cat Princess did not share our camaraderie.  She was terribly rude, and I believe she caused him to take his leave prematurely.   It’s really too bad.  Apparently, Princess informed my mother of the encounter.   Mother  forced me to spend the remainder of the day indoors.  My little brother is a very poor substitute for such illuminating communion.  I am bereft.

Never let it be said however, that I am a quitter, nor am I a complainer, therefore I sat myself down, took stock of my options and sought a suitable partner for an informative one on one.  Malamar, our resident bunny rounded the corner avoiding the attentions of my brother who was apparently in hot pursuit of Malamar, until the hideous theme of a television program, that my brother for some reason enjoys, became audible.  Brother was transfixed by the magnetic rays of the television; a largely sophomoric device.  I therefore, secured the opportunity to invite our comely lagomorph to a raucous discussion regarding the unspeakable practice of encasing miniature bunnies in chocolate in an effort to delight unsuspecting children with an Easter “treat”.

I myself have never sanctioned such a practice. Perhaps the topic was insensitive, because despite my attempts to put Malamar at ease by immersing myself in his cultural stance, Malamar continued on his course, overtly ignoring my invitations to commune.  I’m sure that he was able to hear me, due to the ample size of his ears. The evidence that perhaps Malamar took particular issue with my topic of discussion materialized in the form of small pellets that he left in his wake.

I am offended.

to be continued…

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