The hatch-battening days have struck. Today was not cool by numbers, but had that piercing quality that makes you wish you were wearing a warmer hat, and mentally assess your coat and scarf and mitten collection. Will it be enough? The days that soberingly remind you that winter is cold, and reminds you what that feels like.
Inspired by the possibility of earning a little money at Xmas craft fairs, today the kids and I opened Santa’s workshop and made some prototype reindeer. First we filled the back of my sexy new truck with branches and dragged them home, importing that wonderful wood and snow smell of Christmas. It went incredibly well. The green wood was really easy to cut and drill, and the process was creative, flexible, and rewarding, rarely frustrating. The oldest boy amazed me by pumping out three different sizes. The smallest one is only an inch and a half tall. The “head twig” was too tiny for him to drill for antlers. We’ll see how large a team, or herd, we can create tomorrow. This should be good.
Its almost like they hatch- they just come together as though they were meant to, and then they emerge- full of personality and mocking their intended design, if you started out with one.