The apothecary shop is quickly filling with Christmas cheer. The stockings are hung by the chimney with care and aromatic scents fill the air. It's the holiday season and Santa Clause is coming back!
It's also the calm before the storm at the shop. The master elf has been storming the assembly line with new artisan creations and Santa's kitchen is brewing a delightful blend of aroma's. Take it in! Cinnamon and clove, orange and apple, just a touch of jasmine, oh my! In between, cranberry chutney ladled into glass jars and pumpkin bread and sugar cookies and shortbread. Oh my!
Country jaunts to the outskirts of town to gather a bundle of dried wild flowers. Courtesy of nature and perfect in every autumn, winter way.
She's a working machine, my little 1921 Singer hums a happy song during the season of loving, caring, sharing and magical moments. She is a soulful tool.
Soap boxes line the apothecary shop. Another gentle reminder of why I love living a hand made life. It's not all fun and games. Sometimes it may appear so, it's a life of creating filled with hard work and determination. The path less traveled, and sometimes I find myself stepping over the same stones only to realize they remain for a reason. There's a metaphor for you!
Things are moving fast, but slow...
I can also feel a change is soon to come. Pondering thoughts of writing and new concepts trickle. Drops of ideas gently fall from within. I'm yearning for something new and exciting. Maybe I'll like, maybe I won't. Do you know what I mean?
Enjoy caring and sharing days.
Warmly,
Jill 00
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moving fast, but slow...
The apothecary shop is quickly filling with Christmas cheer. The stockings are hung by the chimney with care and aromatic scents fill the air. It's the holiday season and Santa Clause is coming back!
It's also the calm before the storm at the shop. The master elf has been storming the assembly line with new artisan creations and Santa's kitchen is brewing a delightful blend of aroma's. Take it in! Cinnamon and clove, orange and apple, just a touch of jasmine, oh my! In between, cranberry chutney ladled into glass jars and pumpkin bread and sugar cookies and shortbread. Oh my!
Country jaunts to the outskirts of town to gather a bundle of dried wild flowers. Courtesy of nature and perfect in every autumn, winter way.
She's a working machine, my little 1921 Singer hums a happy song during the season of loving, caring, sharing and magical moments. She is a soulful tool.
Soap boxes line the apothecary shop. Another gentle reminder of why I love living a hand made life. It's not all fun and games. Sometimes it may appear so, it's a life of creating filled with hard work and determination. The path less traveled, and sometimes I find myself stepping over the same stones only to realize they remain for a reason. There's a metaphor for you!
Things are moving fast, but slow...
I can also feel a change is soon to come. Pondering thoughts of writing and new concepts trickle. Drops of ideas gently fall from within. I'm yearning for something new and exciting. Maybe I'll like, maybe I won't. Do you know what I mean?
