Happy December

Our Stitch, the sewing cat...comfortably enjoys the  view of Mt.St. Helens from my girl's fabric studio in Portland.  He knows that he is "all that"!

A lovely visit from Diane Numero dos...brought not only friendship but these delightful potholders .  Childhood  fun now comes in many colors to weave....How fun!!!

Here is our Diane sporting her home made outfit....From the Goodwill came the flannel shirt.  It was adorned with letters made from her aunts vintage aprons and other nostalgia from her family growing up.

Dylan, two months before he turns 16, showing out on his dirt bike...He has asked his grandma for a muffler for Christmas...Dear me....Sorry it is dark...my baby grandboy should have been home in bed...Oh....no longer a baby.....Stay safe my love...

One more adoring picture of my new fireplace...

Guess my photography is not too good...below is my holiday "tree" on a design board...Gifted ornaments placed  here..

This is my  last post at age 77....Tomorrow I will be 78...OMG!!!

I found this interesting note on the web:

During World War II, paperclips in the lapel were a symbol of Norwegian unity against the German occupation forces and the NS authorities . All such forms of expression of discontent were banned as soon as they were discovered. If you were caught with a paperclip in your lapel, it normally resulted in arrest and fines.

The paperclip's ability to "hold together" was the reason it was found suitable to mark resistance. In the fall of 1940, a group of students at the University of Oslo agreed to use it. "The news spread like wildfire across the city, and the next day half of Oslo walked around with a paperclip in its buttonhole. [...] An innocent office accessory had suddenly become a political emblem, which would prove to be of the 'most dangerous kind' and lead to riots and mass arrests," wrote Finn Bø in the book Forbidden frukt , Oslo 1945.