~VERMONT HARVEST FOLK ART by Doreen Frost~
FINE NEEDLEWORK ~ WRITTEN PUBLICATIONS ~ PRIMITIVE WOOL APPLIQUE & PUNCH NEEDLE EMBROIDERY PATTERNS~ FINISHED GOODES ~ WORKSHOPS & RETREATS~
~THE LITTLE BROWN HOUSE GAZETTE~
F i v e Y e a r A n n i v e r s a r y I s s u e ~ A huge thank you to each of you for being here. Whether you have been here from the first issue, are brand new or somewhere in between….T h a n k Y o u ~ your support means the world to me. I hope you love this anniversary issue and the project, recipes and goodies within. Until next time, much love to each of you ~ doreen
THE GAZETTE IS NOW AN EVERY OTHER MONTH PUBLICATION.
THE OCTOBER 5-YEAR ANNIVERSARY ISSUE SHIPPED ON OCTOBER 1, 2024
NEW FOR THE GAZETTE IN 2024 ~ Every other month will feature a FULL PATTERN with drawn template, finished photo, supply list, color chart, and directions :) Along with our usual goodness of course :). This begins with the February Issue. I hope you love it. Doreen
FIVE YEAR ANNIVERSARY ISSUE
AHHH.... OCTOBER. These last three months of the year are my absolute favorite. I am never more myself than when this wonderful season arrives. Just this morning, I watched a flock of geese land in the freshly chopped field of corn across from our home. Soon, their honking will fill the skies as they head south to warmer temperatures. Each evening, Owl’s hoot when the moon comes out to lighten the night and, families gather together and make All Hallows Eve plans & costumes. Bags & bags of candy shall be procured to hand out to wee ghosts & goblins. These next three months are special in that they each hold a celebration. Joyous holidays, each with memories, meaningful and lovely. I must admit, much of my delight in this time of year, is centered around the anticipation of our first snowflakes.
I can remember one Halloween in particular, when I was six years old, running across the road with my sister and brother, my mom and some friends bringing up the rear. I was dressed in a witch’s costume wearing my blue winter coat, with the fur trimmed hood, over my costume because it was so very cold. Red knit mittens hung from a string, protruded from each sleeve, and a witch’s hat was tied snuggly on my head. In my hand, I held fast to a white pillowcase half filled with candy. It was after dark, as I remember the streetlights were glowing and, as we ran past the town firehouse thick snowflakes began to fall. I was mezmorized....Giddy as if it were Christmas. That memory is so vivid to me, it plays in my mind as if it were yesterday. I believe that was the year my great love of snow began. :) Most folks do not associate Autumn with snow…..I always have been a bit of a unique individual. ;)