
It’s that time of year when Christmas is mentally put to bed, and I suddenly look at my January birthday list and realize I have to get cracking.

It’s that time of year when Christmas is mentally put to bed, and I suddenly look at my January birthday list and realize I have to get cracking.

Two of my dear friends have Boxing Day birthdays (Dec 26). I’m pretty sure neither of them read this blog, so I’m not ruining any surprises by posting their card here.

Another birthday card. Quote is from Virginia Woolf’s To The Lighthouse. I have an old paperback that fell apart, so I harvest it for found poetry.



I’ve been working on cards for the January birthdays. Having fun.

Thank you, Virginia Woolf, for giving me the words when I couldn’t find the right ones myself.