
There is something so warming and lovely about candles and lanterns— especially in the Autumn and Winter!
I love this tutorial on making a lantern out of twigs and moss from Twig and Toadstool!


There is something so warming and lovely about candles and lanterns— especially in the Autumn and Winter!
I love this tutorial on making a lantern out of twigs and moss from Twig and Toadstool!
I lie here on my pink puffy bed in my pink silky pajamas, or pink flannel depending on my mood (the only thing you can bank on is that there will be chocolate smeared somewhere on my attire), with my pink feathered pen, writing my most delicious daydreams. Funny? Sometimes. Scandalous? Hopefully. Inspiring? Perhaps. Full of love? Always.
Welcome to my World.
Some of you may be wondering why I write so much about fairies. That would be because I have fairy blood. That might seem crazy but it’s true. First of all, I’ve always suspected there was magic running through my veins, so I was hardly surprised when I found out I actually was a descendant…
If you are worried about our children and the state of our world with COVID, the election, technology, I’m here to tell you, The Kids Are Alright!
I came home today to find Henry wearing his Mickey Mouse underwear backwards with a pink playsilk tied around his neck as a cape. “I’m Batman!” he shouted, running down the hall, the cape flying out behind him. It was a good view from the back. We’re working on potty training. I said, “Henry, did…
“Instead of regimented lessons, she lets children circulate among centers. Instead of suspending or expelling troublemakers, she deploys teachers with counseling expertise to address underlying emotional problems.” I read this quote today from Vera Triplett, an education entrepreneur who created “Noble Minds”, a new school in New Orleans. I am always thrilled to find an…
OK, I elect two-year-old Henry as messiest toddler of the year. This afternoon, he was eating a chocolate ice cream cone which is only allowed in the kitchen. I saw him through the crack of the door toddling down the hall with his cone. I watched him drop it upside down, squat down to pick…
The other day my Dad woke up and said with a smile, “Marci, why did you spin our bed around and rearrange our room last night?” “I didn’t spin your bed or move your furniture last night,” I answered softly, making his oatmeal the way he likes it with lot’s of brown sugar and raisins….