The two newest ladies have just settled into the shop. I feel as though these gals are sisters. I think they’re sharing secrets as we speak.

Here are Selma & Charlotte.

Selma

Selma is an old soul. She is a keeper of vintage bits & loves to doll up her outfits with antique pieces she’s collected. Her ideal weekend includes scoping out estate sales & eating strawberry ice cream with her slightly younger sister.

Charlotte

Meet Charlotte. Her dream is to find a cottage in a cozy forest town & while the time away with her true love. She very much enjoys a warm mug of cider on a blustery afternoon & her hobby is collecting old picture frames.

Sisters - they bring this old scene from “White Christmas” to mind. We watched Bing & Danny dance across the screen on television the other night & tonight we are due for another holiday film. And perhaps some hot cocoa. And maybe some more sewing. And just maybe a little bit of rain.

Happy Friday evening to you & yours.

It started with a very pleasant wake-up call. A gentle poke & my heavy lids slowly lifted to the glow of a computer screen. As my eyes focused I fuzzily read the words “Etsy Transaction.” I looked over the screen at Anthony then scanned the email to see that my remaining three girls had just been plucked from the shop.

I decided to grasp the positivity of the morning & got out of bed before the wee one awoke. I fixed a mug of coffee & sat down to work on the three dolls that have patiently been waiting for their finishing threads. And I actually feel like I got a lot done. Ella gave me two solid hours of uninterrupted work time.

I tell you, I felt like an elf in Santa’s workshop. There with my cozy beverage, Christmas tunes jollying around me, sitting at my sewing machine making toys. All I needed was to see snow flurries out the window & I would have checked my feet to make sure I wasn’t in pointy toed slippers.

This little man has found his way to the shop:

Meet Henry. He was named after his grandpa, with whom he shares his shade of hair & love of butterscotch candies. Henry likes to play tennis in the mornings & follow his matches with a pineapple smoothie. If you keep your eyes open, you may just spot him on a perfect afternoon, strolling about under shade trees with pockets full of butterscotch. And he may just share with you.

I’m very fond of his pants & flops. Quite the charming combo.

A duo of girls are on their way to keep him company tomorrow.

A lovely evening to you & yours!