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Seasonal Greetings
April 24, 2008
By Kim Ratcliff, Contributing Editor
B.H.C. (before HOME COMPANION), I didn’t give a rip about centerpieces, or
great wrap jobs, or festive holiday vignettes. Heck, I thought a vignette was
something you tossed a salad with. Then I started freelancing for the magazine
and was introduced to the world of Glitterville and Goldbug
. In no time I
found myself lusting over paper jack-o’-lanterns, sparkly butterflies, and
Winter Wonderland hats bedecked with vintage houses and bottlebrush trees.
Before I knew it, I was obsessed with seasonal decorating.
Come October, I look forward to tucking spray-painted, gnarled branches into
a rusty urn and tricking out my Halloween tree with retro-hinged,
jack-o’-lantern ornaments.
On Christmas, I get giddy with anticipation as I deck out my tinsel tree in
apple-green and hot-pink ornaments, carefully tucking its faux trunk into a
rotating tree stand.

And on Valentine’s Day, I can barely contain myself as I accessorize the
stone cherub who graces my dining room buffet with beaded garland and a flock of
pink, glitter-dusted birds.

When it comes to filling the void between major holidays, I set my sights on
the empty frames in our family room, perfect for displaying Tanner and Saxon’s
seasonal grade-school art. Nothing rocks President’s Day like Abe Lincoln’s log
cabin constructed from Popsicle sticks.

Some years I don’t deviate from protocol; on other occasions I mix it up. I
love walking into my house and seeing the vignettes. They add sparkle to an
otherwise blah day.
As much as I’ve been seduced by their cute holiday wares, writing about these
artists, designers, and talented homeowners for Mary Engelbreit's HOME COMPANION has given me a far greater
gift: the inspiration to unleash my inner artist, to be creative and play.
Please just let me know I’ve crossed the line if you ever see an enormous Easter
Bunny snow globe on my front lawn, or a spring centerpiece created from hot glue
and a mountain of marshmallow Peeps.
For fun, quirky crafting tips, visit
www.gogoabigail.com/blog
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GET REEL
April 17, 2008
By Mary Forsell, Contributing Editor
My husband decided to let our lawn service go. He likes saving money, but not
sitting on a posterior-numbing tractor for half the weekend cutting our grassy
acre. I wanted to help, but I hate loud noises and fumes. Then it came to me:
Order a push mower.
The push mower, aka "reel mower," arrived, and I assembled it using the
provided diagram. I think I might have put a nut where a bolt should have been,
but the thing worked and it actually cut grass.
At first, I'd just go back and forth across the lawn, horizontally and
vertically. Then, I discovered circles and diagonals and squares within squares.
I started playing games: If I get X amount done today, I get tomorrow off. Soon
I could easily knock off three-quarters of the yard in a week. I could mow early
in the morning and not rattle the neighborhood. The mower never broke down or
ran out of gas. My husband actually had free time. A woman I didn't even
know—and therefore had no hidden agenda—commented on my legs. (She called them
"gams.")
 I'll admit, I've toyed with the idea of starting some precious lawn service
with a fancy title. "Mary's Hand-Cut All-Natural Enviro Lawns." But then
I'd have no time for our lawn and we'd be back to where we started. Still, just
imagine the shape I'd be in!
Now, if ever I see my husband getting the lawn tractor out, I spring into
action: "Oh no you don't! Leave some for me!"
Links:
http://www.amazon.com/Scotts-20-Inch-Push-Mower-2000-20/dp/B00004RA3E
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For the Love of Book and Moms
April 10, 2008
By Ellen Gardner, Contributing Editor
The moment I learned Little Golden Books was the topic of the April-May
Finders Keepers column in Mary Engelbreit's Home Companion, I was immediately transported back
many years ago to a small town in Ohio, where I rested my head in my mother’s
lap while she read to me.And read to me, and read to me. My sister,
Susan, tucked me under her arm and read to me, too, because I simply couldn’t
get enough. I guess it’s no surprise I grew up to be a writer. Of the many,
many wonderful gifts I received from my family, the love of books has got to be
near the top of the list. It defines who I am in so many ways, and it continues
to sustain me whenever I need to disappear into a novel and “recharge.” In my
own little way, I’ve tried to pass that gift along. When my girlfriends started
having babies, I’d always round up a pile of classic books for baby shower
gifts. When my stepdaughter and daughter-in-law were expecting, they got the
tried-and-true books, too. And God bless ‘em, they used those books. They read
to their kids every chance they get. It’s truly a gift that lasts a
lifetime.  Here are some of my favorites:Pat the Bunny
by Dorothy Kunhardt, Goodnight Moon by Margaret
Wise Brown, Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak,
The Best Word Book Ever by Richard Scary,
The Listening Walk by Paul Showers, Does a Kangaroo Have
a Mother, Too? by Eric Carle, Jamberry by
Bruce Degen, and most anything by Dr. Seuss. For other recommendations, visit
www.hedgehogbooks.com, a site
developed by teachers with “Top 10 Lists” arranged by age; www.parentsasteachers.org (search
for “suggested reading”); and www.childrensbooks.about.com,
where book lists are arranged by subject.
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Yearning for Summer
April 3, 2008
By Barbara Elliott Martin, Executive Editor
The news is reporting another snowstorm, making it the fourth for the season
(or fifth, if you count an ice storm we had at the end of January).
On a snowbound day, the best activity is to make a list from the latest seed
catalogs delivered by heroic mailwomen such as our carrier, Kim. For you
techies, www.seedsavers.org will inspire
you with their heartfelt mission.

For heirloom tomatoes, search www.heirloomtomatoes.bizland.com,
which has an extensive selection. Who could resist Yellow Stuffer? The color
alone will make you want to play in the dirt.
Get your cup of coffee, or tea if you prefer, find a sunny spot with a view
of powder-laden trees, and spend some time dreaming of summer.
  
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