Thursday, 27 October 2011

in the arms of a Norway Maple

amongst the golden autumn leaves

on a lightly wooded brae

with a trickling stream below

imposing mountains protecting the glen

with fields of sheep eating turnips

and wild rabbits, partridge, pheasants and redwings

surrounded by sunlight, friends, food and beauty

in the eternal fields of Folkvangr and Valhalla

lies my sleeping beauty Arabella

who fought hard

and long

to enjoy her time

on earth

never taking no for an answer

constantly demanding
only the best,


(- never, ever, EVER serve fake carrots to a rabbit - not even in a game :)

my princess set the rules

and played the game her way

we were both winners :)

always in my heart, Arabella, always in my heart

I will love you forever xxx

Sunday, 16 October 2011

the smallest hearts cause the

biggest worries .....

a few nights ago my little prince, Wesley, decided that he wanted to join in the action on the other side, (... me and Arabella sitting in silence in the living room ... )

so he jumped the baby gate, and unknown to me, broke an incisor.
(infact after he attacked and bit and shook the bars, he very precariously clambered up the wooden gate to wobble and sway on the top before I managed to grab him in shock!!)

A day of no eating and glum face and incessant crying I then realised in horror the broken tooth and rushed him to Margot my brilliant homeopathic vet.
One emergency stop later (thank you SO MUCH Margot :) and he had 2 tiny stubs of lower incisors, a shot of pain killer and a serious case of attention seeking.

My tiny fluff ball cried for a whole night and I had to take him into bed with me in the very early morning to calm him down and he finally got his first sleep of 2 full hours in 2 days and stopped his crying.
Wesley is the most vocal rabbit I have ever known and he makes noises for all occasions. So his plaintive cries were heart rendering! I was also exhausted and managed a total of 2 hours sleep as well.

Today he has finally stopped making the cries, but when I was patting him he started up again :)
Sweet eh? Just like a man! No noises of pain until you give them some attention then all their troubles pour out.

and in the other hand, or palm, my dearest princess, Arabella has not eaten for a whole day - the second time in a week!

She had double her treats strewn all over the floor - purple grapes, raisins, organic oatcake chunks, Braeburn apple slices, dried carrot pieces, .... and not a single bite of any of them *sigh*

my heart was heavy.

then the sun came out and she moved from under her table to the little stool and for the first time in 30 hours she ate a single strand of greens!

Arabella has had off days every single year I have had her, where she has eaten nothing for over 24hrs, so I know not to panic, and I don't, and within a day she is eating like a horse again.
However, my sweetheart has spondylosis and it's not curable, and she has had 3 operations to remove mammary tumours in the last year (the bastards keep coming back), and she has a large bone growth under her lower incisors ....

so, we take every day as a blessing, and one day she will decide when she leaves earth.
She has been thru so many operations, put up with so much, and I have decided that she can eat all she wants of whatever she wants, including my rich tea biscuits, until when ever ...

so until then, her Scottish Deeside bottled water has traumeel in it, and Rescue Remedy and she has shredded greens on tap :)

Thursday, 13 October 2011

bounding amongst the Snow Blossom Hares

is a happy hound ...

this young chap came to life yesterday and he is my new baby canine ornament design
(aka baby greyhound)

the new Snow Blossom hares weren't too worried though because as they all knew - puppies love to play

but then again, the hound is rather large and the hares rather tiny ...

these new hares are racing as fast as the deer across the meadow

not that they are wary of hounds either, it's just that hares love to run, and to feel the wind on the backs of their ears is one of the joys of being a hare
(hasn't a hare told you that lately?)

however, happy baby hound is not giving up - he wants new friends as all puppies do! and he won't stop being friendly until he is befriended!

- well! that didn't take long!
he has a new friend already!

one of these ornaments will be getting donated to the Scottish Greyhound Sanctuary very, very soon, that my lovely friend Jane from The Dog House supports, and who does alot of work for them with fostering of furries!

and from firm friends to friendship affirmation!

what happens when you make a boo boo with a friend?
and sending a text is too casual, a letter too formal and an email just not personal enough?

- you send the xoxo kiss and make up baby hare!

this is my new card design with Sorry baby hare on the front

forgiven? baby hare inside with a heart shaped box filled with your favourite xoxo's

and ofcourse, in all friendships, is thankful baby hare on the back

because without friends the world would be a not so happy place - just ask the puppies!

- and the friendly Snow Blossom hares

- the more friends the merrier,
just as long as no-one hogs all the xoxo's, everyone will be fine :)

Thursday, 6 October 2011

Untameable . Inconsolable

the untameable - Bucephalus the baby hare ...

Bucephalus is an untameable little baby and has caused havoc in the playgroup. Infact he has been so obtuse to the other babies that he has been banned from playing with them during the unsupervised break times. Not that that mattered to Bucephalus ofcourse as he merely looked for something else to occupy his time with, such as nibbling the edges of all the text books or chewing the lead tops off the pencils or gnawing holes in the classroom vases. And he wasn’t just a problem at kindergarten, he was rather a pawful for his mama at home too. The other mamas had wondered about her parental abilities but it really wasn’t her fault at all, her leveret was just a tad over energetic and intelligent and he needed far more stimulation than any of the other babies put together. So mama had enrolled him in kinder early, but she was soon advised to get him extra tutoring lessons so that he could be placed in primary school as fast as possible because the sooner his brain is challenged the faster he will settle down. Or at least stop being so destructive, or creative, as his mama likes to say!
Well Bucephalus doesn’t mind the extra study but he does love being out exploring far more than studying. And because of his upsetting nature at kinder he hasn’t got any friends to play with. But that hasn’t put him off his adventures because he is just as happy in his own company. Infact he has attracted the attentions of some not so pleasant individuals, namely stoat and fox, and they have been watching him as he goes about his exploring. Though they are both a little afraid of him too because one day they saw him take on a huge dog who had been out walking in the woods with his owner, and Bucephalus had no fear what so ever of the enormous beast! Stoat and fox had watched open mouthed as Bucephalus and the dog had an altercation then the dog was seen to yelp then slink away with his tail between his legs. Stoat and fox are wondering if Bucephalus can teach them a few things infact and in return they will promise never to harm him. But ofcourse they are just joking because it would be the little hare doing the hurting and they all know that!

Bucephalus is looking forward to resting on your armchair by the window. Well, not really infact, and we all know that don’t we! He would much rather be outside doing something creative like help you get the garden shed repaired in time for winter, he’ll be in charge of the hammer ofcourse. You can hold the nails. And he’ll dig over the vegetable patches before the frost sets in. And ofcourse he will be in charge of the spade but being so small means that you’ll be doing the digging and he will supervise you. He promises not to be a hard task master. Oh! okay! he’s only joking, he will be a hard task master, no point trying to change the spots of a leopard eh? And no complaining, he has no ear for complainers!

inspired by the majestic statue of real life horse Bucephalus, here on the Royal Mile in Edinburgh

Bucephalus was the untameable horse of Alexander the Great - and only he could tame the equine!

So a rather fitting name for a wayward and over excitable baby hare!

and the Inconsolable - baby hare Fomalhaut

Ever night Fomalhaut spends the whole night wide, wide awake in the middle of the meadow. On the very cold evenings he wears the mittens that mama knitted for him as he gazes upwards and tries to spot her amongst all the sparkling stars. Mama2 said that his mama is up there and she will be shining down on Fomalhaut and watching over him from afar. Well, Fomalhaut never believed mama2 when she said all this to him those few weeks ago when she came across him crying his heart out one night, alone in the middle of the meadow, and took him home under her arm. It was a very cold night and the snow was falling gently, in spirals, like tiny dreams from the heavens. He had been standing beside mama enjoying the beauty when suddenly she had been snatched from his side. The other hares had heard the commotion and knew that fox had made off with an extra large meal and so one of the mamas went out to search for any babies left behind, and there he was, tiny Fomalhaut, shaking like a leaf under the star light in the middle of the meadow with snowflakes tumbling onto him. Mama2 held him tight to her and kissed his forehead and told him that everything would be alright and that his mama would be watching him from above from now on and that he had nothing to be scared about. But Fomalhaut cried and cried non stop until he had no more tears left. And now every night when all the other babies are fast asleep and the mothers are bedded down, he quietly makes his way to the spot in the meadow where he and mama were that evening and he stays there peering up at the twinkling jewels, wishing with all his heart for mama to come back to him. Mama2 watches from the edge of the meadow and after a little while she brings him back home. Her heart is heavy too because the year before she lost her own baby to a fox. And she can only say to Fomalhaut that time makes the pain softer but it never makes it vanish. Fomalhaut misses his mama so much but he is very glad he has mama2 to cuddle and fall asleep with. He’s hoping that she never turns into a star because he has seen so many stars up in the sky and is now a little worried about all the hares who have lost their mamas – there must be so many of them he thinks because some nights the sky is just like a huge sparkling blanket. And some nights he thinks he can see mama waving to him. Those are the best nights.

Fomalhaut is a little scared about coming to live with you. He wants to visit the meadow every evening and hopes that you will let him do that. You can even accompany him to the edge but he would like to stay at mama’s spot by himself please, he still needs time to pass before he can let go. You can keep an eye out for that fox infact and you may even meet mama2, as Fomalhaut knows that she watches him from the edge. He will still be going out on the rainy nights too and the frosty nights and the snowy nights, so make sure that you wear appropriate clothes because sometimes he is there for hours and hours. And no complaining either, he is very sensitive to complaints and can hear a tut tut from a mile off. One day he knows he will get over this, but it’s not today. He hopes you will understand.

Fomalhaut is probably the saddest story I have written but it is not without hope. All life has hope.

and I hope these little patterns above will have life soon! I just have to work a little harder ....

and these lives are nearly complete - just need a bit of filling and some soul! (eyes)

like my new hare pattern? tiny ornament hares with their ears back, racing in the wind

and these little souls now need names and to get a life :)

and who said hares could not have a bit of fluff here and there?

or tattiness about one's appearance?

or a little bit of vanity amongst the grass stalks?

well, baby squirrel Pepper wants to differ ...

... but then, a squirrel always would! squirrels are driven and particular, they have nuts to seek, gather and store all year round. Squirrels are always busy.
Have you ever seen a resting squirrel? (excepting those fat nut-filled little balls in your local park?)

but then again, his tail does look awfully nice and preened looking - who ever sees a squirrel attending to his tail for hours?

and mama hare Majestic shall be storied up very, very shortly!
As you can see Bucephalus was making work for her!

'rite then, lets get 2 work Annet! Iyll rite the storees and you chuse the names..'

- 'what do you meen I dont no how to spel?

... some peeple? think they no everyfing.... tut tut!'