Showing posts with label Fairy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fairy. Show all posts
Saturday, August 30, 2025
Dana's Dreams Three Revenge of the Dream Hog
Available as an ebook, soon to be released in all formats, Dana's Dreams Three Revenge of the Dream Hog is the third installment of my vivid dreaming. I found a dream journal that goes back to 2000 that is included in the back as well as photographs of my dream scrawl scribbled in the dark.
Friday, August 22, 2025
Friday, May 2, 2025
Sir Beltane, Sir Napsalot, & Mr. Magnolia
The fairy cakes and Ron's fairy house are gone. Sir Beltane is mine. Sir Napsalot is Ron's since I sleep all day because he won't let me have a puppy. Mr. Magnolia stayed in the tree. Ron said it rained twice while I was sleeping, but these fellows stayed dry beneath the tree while I waited for their Super Glue to dry. Their faces are done with Sharpies, and they have a couple of coats of varnish all around. Ron had drilled holes in the nuts for me, and I wired them with pipecleaners. I am not selling them due to fragility, but they are a fun craft for kids while they are learning about trees. I like trees and puppies way more than people. I am working on my first Jennie Wade doll for the Jennie Wade House in Gettysburg. I am making two sizes: ten inch and dollhouse size. I probably won't get back there in awhile as my next plans are for The 1777 Americana Inn in Ephrata. I want to stay in the Garden Room. TTYL... 🎕
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Tuesday, January 9, 2024
Dreams 1/9
Dreamt I was at the bottom of the hill where I'd grown up running after the school bus. The bus had a thick white stripe running across the bottom half. Mrs. Fitzpatrick opened the door. She was wearing sunglasses and cursed at me not to be late again, or she wouldn't stop. Inside, it wasn't a school bus at all, more a glamper. There was a country kitchen where two girls were working on something at the bar. One had short blonde hair.
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