Pretty Pocketbook

Necessity really must be the mother of invention because I had to create this little wallet for myself the other day. My old one, bless it's heart, was falling to pieces and despite fruitless searching for a replacement I decided to make my own from my stash. Using the old wallet as a pattern ( I really did love it) I cut some fabric from an old sheet, installed my first zipper in years (thank you Sew Mama Sew easy zipper tutorial!) , pinned on a sparkly paste brooch and voila, brand new pretty pocketbook.

The old one.. sniff sniff

The new one.. so pretty!

Snow in the Night

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening


Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
-Robert Frost