Mosaic Address Numbers

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I had one of the most relaxing days I’ve had in ages this week. My husband had a bunch of outside chores, my big boys got to go to Grammy’s and I got to sit all day and mosaic! Even better was the fact that my project was a gift for some friends. A couple who are both celebrating their 50th birthday this month. It is exciting to bring a beautiful gift that didn’t cost me much but time and yet it is something they actually needed and wanted. I did a little sneaky digging. 😉

Here are some pictures of my fun…

The funniest part was when my friends husband opened the gift. He looked at it, tipped his head to the side as if in question and said “Hmm, we could hang it in the bathroom.”

Apparently their birthday’s are the 10th and 12th. He thought I was commemorating the dates! His wife smacked his arm and laughed “It’s our HOUSE numbers!” Then they both threw their heads back and laughed and laughed until he could explain his mistake.

I still have to cut the numbers off the mesh and will mortar them to individual tiles so the numbers can be hung in any arrangement then grout and done!

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Legend of the Three Trees

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Some of you were wondering what this mosaic on my kitchen floor is all about.

The Legend of the Three Trees is a folklore story of unknown origin. My favorite picture book version is HERE.

The story is retold by Angela Elwell Hunt and beautifully illustrated by Tim Jonke. It is a Christmas classic but we keep it out year round.

Below is Thing One’s retelling of the legend un-edited.

A long time ago there was three trees. The first tree wanted to be a treasure chest and hold the greatest treasure. The second tree wanted to be a ship and made for just kings. And the third tree wanted to stay on the top of the hill and point up to God.

Many years had passed by. Then after a few days three woodcutters came and the first woodcutter cut down the first little tree. The second woodcutter cut down the second tree. The thrid woodcutter said, “I will cut down whatever tree I want to. This is the one I’m going to cut.”

The first tree got tooken to a carpenter. The carpenter turned the tree into a manger for animals to eat out of.

The second tree was tooken to a ship yard and no big ships were getting made that day. Instead tiny fishing boats. Every day he brought in loads of dead smelly fish across the lake.

The third tree was confused when she got cut into straight square logs. She stayed there for a very long time. Then she got carried by a man and she felt ugly when they nailed his  hands to her.

The first tree got to be a manger and hold the greatest treasure of all. That was Jesus.

The second tree got to be a sailboat and hold the greatest king of all that was powerful. He got to see Jesus stop the storm when he woke up.

The third tree got to be carried by Jesus and forever remind people of God. That was better than staying on the mountain.

THE END

Some more blog housekeeping

Bear with me as I move a couple more posts over. I am still, slowly working through the process of separating the food from the rest of my blog content.

Here is a glimpse of the real housekeeping that also went on today after taking down the tree! I completely rearranged my living room.

Here is our watch dog “Willamina” doing her job, watching the insides of her eyelids!

Come into my kitchen.

See the cross under the third tree?