Sunday, January 30, 2011
~ Love Lives Here ~ four cards in a set
I am so excited to break out my new, new PTI stamps... yesterday they came... how awesome! :) yes, I got several new stamp sets and dies... but the very first set I reached for was this one: Love Lives Here ... yup, Melis is the one who has inspired me from the very start. And I am *not really* ashamed to say that I sometimes, besides learning from her, lift from her work. but anyway, the only way children ever learn to grow up is from watching the adults. (she's an adult, and I am a child, for sure. Lol)
so... anyway, here is what came within the next two hours of receiving my stamp sets.....
a little neighbor-hood of houses in a row.
And the adorable hand-over-heart image reminded me of gardening gloves, so I arranged them that way (the dies are perfect for reversing images, especially when you use felt) and I made this little card for my mumsy. she's a garden-girl, always puttering around her plants and making sure they grow.
in case you like to pick up a set of the pretty patterned paper I used for this card set, you can find them in this etsy store. oh I am going to have to be better at answering the questions left in the comments. for those of you who asked about the doughnut recipe that day... I'm going to tell you that it is EXTREMELY difficult to make. and the only reason I think so is because I didn't do a thing haha. My sister did it.
I saved the fuzzy little heart from the center of the hand die-cut, and it found a new place in the middle of the scalloped circle.
... another little heart nestled with the butterfly die, stitched together.
Snipped up doilies.
Here are the four in their cuteness.
thank you Melissa... your stamp set is as sweet as you are.
have a happy weekend... I'm off to celebrate two big sisters' birthdays. I'll show you what I did for their gifts a little later. Just to let you know, they are both nuts about red. red, red, red... red shoes, red watches. *roll eyes* ... ok, but their red gifts were something different this time.
Posted by Viola Mahr at 4:41 AM