Thursday, March 20, 2008

Outdoor Plastic Santa

Starting work ... Starting




not remember, from when I like the work ... For many years, perhaps my memory is my mother at night after work, doing crochet or knitting, or when I was sick came with a knit dress for my dolls.

only remember that I used the work to overcome difficult moments in my life that has comforted me and whenever I'm "creating" works like a therapy.

Throughout my life, I've done many crafts, I like to try to do anything that has to do with the craftsmanship and what is "worse" I dare all, I have made restoration of furniture, fabric paint , tiffanys, beads ..., cross stitch, knitting, sewing, Little by little I will be showing my work.

But right now my passion is the patchwork, took a month and a half attending classes at Quilt Art, which surely fond of it, you know it's a shop in La Coruna, where they teach, which do not know, I invite you to pass by, is along Lugo market and if someone wants to learn, I will tell you they have a lot of patience to teach.

I start a quilt, which I'll post photos gradually.

Michelle Keegan Spread



Between heaven and hell
A man spoke with the Lord about heaven and hell. The Lord told the man: "Come, I show you hell." They entered a room where a group of people sat around a huge pot of stew. All were desperate and starving. Each person held a spoon that touched the pot, but each spoon had a handle much longer than his own arm, so could not be used to bring the stew into their mouths. The suffering was terrible.
"Come, now I'll show you heaven," said the Lord, after a while. They entered another room identical to the first (the pot of stew, the group of people, the same long-handled spoons.) However, there were all happy and well fed.
"No understand, "said the man." Why are they happy here, in the other room if you are miserable and everything is equal? \u200b\u200b"
The Lord smiled." Ah, it's simple, "he replied." Here they learned to feed each other " .
words, while in hell everyone wants to eat with a spoon and not able to share with others, in the sky every one thinks first of the brother and his own spoon feeding.
to "Feed Your your peers? Not from the standpoint of physical food, but in the broad sense of sharing with others (your time, your possessions, etc.)..