That is not something that you would normally expect me to say.
I was just as surprised as you.
Each Christmas I make a special card for my closest and coolest friends. I have made decorated Christmas trees, fairies, gift boxes, books.....but this year I made spiders to go with this Christmas story:
A long, long time ago, a gentle mother was busily cleaning the house for Christmas Day. Not a speck of dust was left anywhere. Even the little spiders had been banished from their cozy corner high up on the ceiling. To avoid the housewife's busy cleaning, they finally fled to the farthest corner of the forgotten attic.
Finally, it was Christmas Eve. The tree was decorated and the children delighted. But the poor spiders were frantic, for they could not see the tree, nor be present for the magic of the season. The oldest and wisest spider suggested that perhaps they could wait until everyone had gone to bed and then sneak through the crack in the door to see the wonders of the tree. The little spiders silently and carefully came down out of their attic corner and across the floor to wait in the crack on the threshold.
When all was quiet, so the spiders quickly crept into the room. The tree towered so high that they couldn't see the ornaments on top. In fact, the little spiders' eyes were so small that they could only see one ornament at a time. They all scurried up the trunk, out along each branch, filled with a happy wonder at the glittering beauty. The spiders loved the Christmas tree. All night long, they danced in the branches, and every place they went left a trail of dusty, gray web. When at last they had inspected every bit of the Christmas tree, it was shrouded in the dusty gray of spider webs.
Santa smiled as he thought of the happy spiders seeing the tree and how much they liked it, but he also thought of how sad the little mother would be over the dusty tree. He reached out his hand -- and just then the sun came through the window and touched the tree. All the webs started to sparkle and shine turning into shimmering, sparkling silver and gold. The tree glistened in greater beauty than ever before!
According to legend, ever since this happened, people have hung tinsel on their Christmas trees.
I was just as surprised as you.
Each Christmas I make a special card for my closest and coolest friends. I have made decorated Christmas trees, fairies, gift boxes, books.....but this year I made spiders to go with this Christmas story:
A long, long time ago, a gentle mother was busily cleaning the house for Christmas Day. Not a speck of dust was left anywhere. Even the little spiders had been banished from their cozy corner high up on the ceiling. To avoid the housewife's busy cleaning, they finally fled to the farthest corner of the forgotten attic.
Finally, it was Christmas Eve. The tree was decorated and the children delighted. But the poor spiders were frantic, for they could not see the tree, nor be present for the magic of the season. The oldest and wisest spider suggested that perhaps they could wait until everyone had gone to bed and then sneak through the crack in the door to see the wonders of the tree. The little spiders silently and carefully came down out of their attic corner and across the floor to wait in the crack on the threshold.
When all was quiet, so the spiders quickly crept into the room. The tree towered so high that they couldn't see the ornaments on top. In fact, the little spiders' eyes were so small that they could only see one ornament at a time. They all scurried up the trunk, out along each branch, filled with a happy wonder at the glittering beauty. The spiders loved the Christmas tree. All night long, they danced in the branches, and every place they went left a trail of dusty, gray web. When at last they had inspected every bit of the Christmas tree, it was shrouded in the dusty gray of spider webs.
Santa smiled as he thought of the happy spiders seeing the tree and how much they liked it, but he also thought of how sad the little mother would be over the dusty tree. He reached out his hand -- and just then the sun came through the window and touched the tree. All the webs started to sparkle and shine turning into shimmering, sparkling silver and gold. The tree glistened in greater beauty than ever before!
According to legend, ever since this happened, people have hung tinsel on their Christmas trees.
How to make bead spiders:
Bead spider crafting? Who are you and what have you done with the Frog Queen?
ReplyDeleteLOL! This is why you are one of my favorite blog friends!!
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I had never heard that story before! Beautiful! And look who put her big girl pants on, and made some gorgeous beaded spiders!!! Nice.
ReplyDeleteWonderful story. REALLY liked that one!
ReplyDeleteThe Frog Queen is making spiders? Perhaps there is something to this 2012 Mayan prophecy after all! This MUST be a sign of the apocalypse!!
Wow! You're probably the last person I'd imagine making spiders! So, are you a little scared of your own creations? ;) Cute tinsel story! That's new to me.
ReplyDeleteWonderful story...so I am assuming you have the story on the card with the spider ornament?? Really cool idea!!
ReplyDeleteI love that story- and the spiders you made are wonderful!
ReplyDeleteLoved the story, thanks :) Merry Christmas to you and Jeff, and the cats.
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