Arizona icicles

The mornings start chilly but by afternoon we reach the high 60 to low 70. Love Arizona winters! To be honest, I did love the early morning walk through freshly fallen snow and the glisten of icicles newly formed in the sun when I lived in Rhode Island. But--- and here is the thing...I do not miss the cold. So, if I did want cold and snow I could drive 2 to 3 hours north to the high country for it or just tat my own snowflakes and icicles

this pattern is by Carolyn Craig who designs lovely tatting patterns and I have a couple of her books. This is a fun pattern and quick with many beading possibilities.
Look at this beautiful variegated Poinsettia

I bought it just before Christmas and it is still looking pretty...just a small plant but lovely colors. I love having blooms in the house...we always had fresh flowers on the table. Today I will be tossing out the fresh greens that I bought just before Thanksgiving...they certainly lasted a long time and this will replace them on the table. This morning when I went to do the check the garden thing...

The alien Snail Vine has definitely grown some...the center is hanging almost 2 feet below the center of the arbor! It is everywhere. It does love this cooler weather rather than the 110 temps of the summer. Still waiting for more tomatoes...they seem to be at a halt. Meanwhile I did tie up the beans so they are not trailing across the pathway. Looks like a handful so far.
The little doll pattern has been cut out and now to find the fabric and get it made. My hands are in so many directions! I did find the outside wall hook for the Rain Chain so it will hang from the wall and catch rain...if and when it comes. For that I will need to ask Don for help...not sure about drilling into cement.
It has been so nice visiting with you but the bed needs making and the Bissell and Swiffer are waiting. Thank you for your kind words and your friendship.

I looked at the calendar this morning....there are only 3 days left to this year. So much to put to rest and time to try to move ahead. 

"Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering 'it will be happier.' " - Alfred Lord Tennyson