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Saturday, December 24, 2011

A Christmas Gift -- A Tale for A Winter's Eve

With special love for this Holiday season, I give you the Story of Little Gregory. 


Little Gregory

The Story of a Snow Urchin Winterling

Little Gregory
Winterlings -- The Snow Urchins
                              Snow Urchins are tiny creatures that come to live in the woodlands during the winter snows.  They live in the underground caves and caverns in the mountain country where it is very cool all year round, emerging to play above ground in the winter when the first snows sugar the countryside.
               Snow Urchins have an important job as caretakers of the tiny and helpless wildlife of the woodlands.  They perform various important tasks which include feeding seeds and nuts to the winter birds, field mice and other fragile creatures.  They also protect animal babies such as bunnies, opossums and yearling fawns who may have become orphaned by hungry foxes, bobcats or hunters.  The Snow Urchins keep them warm, fed and loved in special burrows and hidden caves through the worst of winter weather.  Some Urchins carry bags of seeds and nibbles as they move silently through the underbrush at night.
               Snow Urchins have very strong healing powers and should an injured or sick animal be found during the daily rounds, a Snow Urchin will carry the little animal back to the caverns where herbal broths and concoctions are ministered to the little patient in order to restore it to good health.   
               Because they are very clever at moving about unnoticed through the snowy woodlands, Snow Urchins have rarely been seen by human beings.  They are masters of disguise.  However, on very rare occasions, and especially on Christmas Eve if it snows, the little Snow Urchins will allow themselves to be seen by children and the very young-at-heart.
Little Gregory
               Little Gregory is a Snow Urchin and a very special Snow Urchin.  He has one regular-sized arm and one arm that is only a half-arm or what Gregory calls his “stump.”  Now most Snow Urchins felt really sad that Gregory had only a “stump” instead of a full-sized arm but Gregory learned to use his stump just like a regular arm.  When he was a baby and was learning how to walk, Gregory used a specially carved tree branch to help him balance until his legs were strong enough to carry him.
               Sometimes the other young Urchins would tease Gregory or would leave him in the caves and not tell him when they chose teams to go into the woodlands to learn to hunt for baby animals to rescue.  When Gregory was left behind, he wouldn’t cry but would go to his workshop deep inside the caves and learn to whittle wood and to use his stump to balance the wood.  With much practice and patience, Gregory became a master carver of beautiful wooden animals and woodland creatures.  However, he still wanted to join the others and learn to slip unnoticed through the underbrush.  He loved the little animals and yearned to help them.
A  Dangerous Stranger in the Woodlands
               One day a very clever, greedy fur trapper named Dirty Jack came to the woodlands.  Dirty Jack was one of the most famous hunters and trackers ever known.  He was given lots of money for tracking and trapping animals and killing them for their beautiful fur.  Dirty Jack delighted in the abundance of furry animals here in these new woods and tracked long hours in search of the best furs so the sale of them would fill his pockets.
               On a sparkling crisp winter’s morning, a band of snow Urchins frantically returned early from their daily woodland feeding routine.  The caves and caverns echoed with shouting and cries for help.  Gregory hustled up from his workshop to see what all the excitement was about.  The Urchins had gathered in a circle around the leader to hear the news.
               The lead Urchin, Seamus, was flushed and nearly out of breath as he told how one of the little Urchins had strayed from the band to answer the cries for help from a trapped young fox.  Her leg had been clamped in the sharp jaws of one of Dirty Jack’s traps and she was frightened and in much pain.  The young Urchin named Peter had slipped away to help her.  Peter cleverly released the trap and was bandaging the vixen’s injured leg when….. WHOOSH!! … A large burlap bag swooped down over him.   EVERYTHING WENT DARK!  Peter could hear the husky evil laugh of Dirty Jack as he snatched up the bag in delight and wobbled off to his cabin with his precious prize, Peter inside!!   The little injured vixen hid in the thick underbrush until the Urchin band found her and she told them what had happened.   Peter must be rescued and they must make a plan to get rid of Dirty Jack!
Little Gregory Has a Plan
               As Gregory stepped forward to the center of the circle of Urchins, everyone became quiet.  “I think I have a plan to help.  I will go to speak with the Great Bear Warrior, Artos, who lives in the caves nearby.  We have become friends and he will know what to do.”
               So Gregory gathered his carving tools and his sack of seeds and nuts and some gifts for Artos in his pack and started out to find the great bear.  About noon, Gregory discovered Artos sitting outside his cave feasting on berries and sweet roots.  Artos was a huge bear, three times larger than most black bears and his gorgeous black fur glistened in the warm sunlight.  Artos woofed a friendly hello when he saw Gregory and they sat and he listened as Gregory explained the kidnapping and the greedy killings Dirty Jack had done to the woodland animals.  With a gruffly growl Artos agreed he would help the Urchins and would rid the woodlands of Dirty Jack.
The Secret Mission Begins
               With the details of their secret plan carefully memorized, Gregory hurried back to his cave home and workshop.  He called a meeting of all the Urchins and explained the plan to them.  Gregory quickly got to work carving his greatest masterpiece.  The Urchins scurried to the woodlands and brought back bundles and bundles of wood for Gregory to carve.  Gregory worked diligently into the night by candlelight and by midnight all was ready.  Gregory sent a message by the Snowy Owl, Sebastian, to Artos that all was ready.
               The Urchins gathered in Gregory’s workshop and one by one they were each given a beautifully carved pair of rabbit footprint snowshoes which they would later attach to the bottoms of their red curly-toed boots.  When night came and the lights in Dirty Jack’s cabin had been put out, the Urchin bands gathered outside, laced on their rabbit footprint snowshoes and began laying tracks that led from the cabin out into the woodlands to a special spot where Artos would be waiting.
               When morning light came and Dirty Jack came outside to draw water from his well, he discovered hundreds of the largest Jack rabbit tracks he had ever seen!!  Without even eating breakfast, Dirty Jack raced back into the cabin, grabbed his gun and as many traps as he could carry and dashed off into the woods following the tracks and dreaming of all the money he would receive for these hundreds of giant Jack rabbit pelts.  Once he killed them and skinned them, he would sell them and he would be the richest trapper ever!!!!
               As he lumbered along in the snow, Dirty Jack was so amazed at the size and number of tracks …. Hundreds ….. Thousands!!!  They went on and on – he couldn’t stop because someone else might find this trail and then he would have to share the wealth ….
No, no, NOOOOOO!!!! 
Deeper and deeper into the mountain country and higher and higher he trudged through the deep snow.  Dirty Jack soon became tired and had to stop for a short rest to catch his breath.  He sat down on a flat rock right outside the entrance to a large cave.    “These huge rabbits must have a warren or burrow in the cave,” he thought.  As he sat and rested, he imagined what a trapper’s paradise he had discovered.  He closed his eyes to picture himself as a rich man.
               Suddenly he realized he felt a cloud of warm breath on the back of his neck and then heard a great snort.  His eyes snapped open and he spun around.  There was Artos, his large teeth gleaming in the sun as he rose up behind Dirty Jack and stood like a giant black furry, growling tower.  That was the last anyone ever saw or heard from Dirty Jack.
A Celebration and a New Beginning
               Peter was found shivering with cold and frightened but safe and sound in a cage in Dirty Jack’s cabin.  The Urchin rescue team bundled him up in warm woven blankets and carried him home to the mountain caverns.  He was given some warm broth and put to bed in a warm nest of fluffy quilts.
               The Snow Urchins celebrated their grand victory over the evil Dirty Jack in the great cavern hall with Gregory as the guest of honor and now their Great Hero!!  After that day, Gregory was never teased again and was always asked out on daily feeding rounds in the woodlands.  However, he didn’t go out very often because he was very happy and very busy carving special rabbit track snowshoes and bunny trail skis for all the Urchins to wear through the mountain woodlands.
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Merry Christmas and the Happiest Blessings of the New Year
to
You and Yours!!
                

              

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

A Special Christmas Story

As a Grandma, I find it difficult to select a "special" gift for a 4-1/2 year old grandson who is incredibly "techie" gifted and has a vivid imagination and curiosity about life and his own world.  Sounds like typical grandma-speak but he is very special to me.  Well, I decided to give him (and my son-in-law) a little tribute in appreciation of all they mean to me and my daughter.

Greg, my son-in-law, was born with a condition known as  ... get ready ... a Left, Below the Elbow, Congenital Amputation ... (phew!)  which left him with one arm slightly underdeveloped  and only half the normal length with "nubbins" for fingers on that arm.  With an abundance of energy and pluck, Greg has grown into a delightful young man, husband and father and constantly amazes me with his creativity and sparkle in moving through life, ignoring his physical difference and rising to any challenge as if it were routine fare.  Greg plays the piano, and uses any keyboard device with speed, accuracy and ease and would put to shame anyone who had the advantage of ten fingers and the manual dexterity of Van Cliburn.  He loves all aspects of the restaurant business and orchestrates culinary masterpieces both at home and at work, hoping one day soon of opening his own restaurant with all the skills he has learned.

My grandson, Seamus, of course, realizes that Dad has one arm that Dad calls his "stump," but in everyday routine, he is no different than any other loving father of a bright and active 4-1/2 year old son.  So in tribute to these special individuals, I wrote a story of "Little Gregory - the Snow Urchin" and created the doll that is featured in the story.

Briefly, Snow Urchins are tiny creatures who live in the mountain country in caves and caverns and search the woodlands in winter for sick or injured animals, who they nuture, feed and bring back to health with their special healing powers.  They are rarely seen by human beings except children and the young-at-heart.  Little Gregory is a special Snow Urchin who has one whole arm and one half arm which he lovingly calls his "stump."  The younger Snow Urchins tease him and sometimes slip out on routine rescue missions, leaving Little Gregory behind.  Gregory didn't cry but went deep into the caves to his workshop and practiced diligently on learning how to whittle and carve.  He finally taught himself to be a master carver.

As fate would have it, a fierce and greedy fur trapper named Dirty Jack came to the woodlands seeking new territory in which to trap wild animals and kill them for their beautiful fur.  Dirty Jack wanted to become rich by selling as many beautiful and unusual fur pelts as he could find.  As the adventure moves on, one of the Snow Urchins named Peter is captured by Dirty Jack who now knows he will certainly gain more riches by displaying this incredible strange creature in the circus and the public all over the world.  The Snow Urchins band together to decide on how to rescue Peter and rid the woodlands of Dirty Jack.

Little Gregory steps forward with a solution.  What is it?  ...  Tune in here at my blog on Christmas Eve for the full revelation of the story of Little Gregory ....

Seamus


Little Gregory
Polly, Greg and Seamus

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Let It Snow, Let It Snow! They're Ready to Go!!

They're here and ready to find new homes!!!  The Snow Urchins and Snow Angels are now ready to find special homes in snow creature lovers' collections.  Each doll is soft-sculptured and comes with a signed and dated certificate of their individual legends.

Come on over to my Etsy shop and adopt one magical creature for your very own.  They are limited edition dolls and are very popular.  See them in my shop: www.etsy.com/shop/pollywogpatterns.

Snow Angel

Snow Urchin

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Winterlings 2 - The Snow Urchins

While the Snow Angel lives among the wishing stars and waits to be summoned to Earth, another Winterling is quite Earthbound and is known as the Snow Urchin.  A Snow Urchin is a tiny creature that comes to live in the woodlands during the winter snows.  They live in the underground caves and caverns in the mountain country where it is very cool all year round but emerge to play above ground in the winter when the first snows sugar the countryside.

Snow Urchins are the caretakers of the tiny and helpless wildlife of the woodlands.  They perform various important tasks which include feeding seeds and nuts to the winter birds, field mice and other fragile creatures.  They also protect animal babies such as bunnies, opossums, and yearling fawns who may have become orphaned by hungry foxes, bobcats or hunters.  The Snow Urchins  keep them warm, fed and loved in special boroughs and hidden caves through the worst of winter weather.  Some Urchins carry bags of seeds and nibbles as they move silently through the underbrush at night. 

The Snow Urchins have very strong healing powers and should they find an injured or sick animal during their daily rounds, the little animal is brought back to the caverns where herbal broths and concoctions are ministered to the little patient in order to restore it to good health.  Because they are very clever at moving about unnoticed through the snowy woodlands, Snow Urchins have rarely been seen by  human beings.  They are masters of disguise and often strap false rabbit footprints to the bottoms of their beautiful red curly-toed boots so that their prints in the snow confuse even the most seasoned of trackers.  However, on very rare occasions, and especially on Christmas Eve if it snows, the little Snow Urchins will allow themselves to be seen by children and the very young-at-heart. 

So, this Christmas Eve, if there is a magical snowfall, peek out your window and you just might see a little Snow Urchin blow you a kiss for Christmas.
Snow Urchin

Snow Urchin




Winterlings 1 - The Legend of the Snow Angel

As children, we knew Snow Angels as magical little snow shadows that were created in the first real snow of winter when the laughter and delight of children filled the air.  If you have forgotten, here is the recipe:


The secret to making an angel in the snow is to drop carefully backwards into the deep snow with arms by your sides
and legs tight together, straight as a board.  Once in the snow, lie there stiffly and carefully create the wings by raising
arms outspread up to the shoulders and back to your sides again, rigidly flapping them up and down again and again
(3 times is the charm).  Then sweep your legs wide apart, out to the sides and back to the center to make the skirt of the
gown.  A friend should help you up gently and then you need to spin back around to see how perfectly your "angel" looks.
Satisfied that the job is complete, it is time to run off across the snow drifts and up the hills with your sled, satisfied that the tradition and ritual were satisfactorily performed.


However, the little snow angel is soon forgotten.

As the sunlight fades and the twilight begins to dim the light of the day, mothers call to their children to come home to dinner and change out of their wet, snowy clothes and warm their tummies with a hot bubbling stew, steaming biscuits and giggles and laughter as the day's adventures are retold around the family dinner table.  After dinner, the children are gently coaxed off to bed to burrow beneath mountains of soft snuggly blankets and quilts and cuddle in nests of pillows and teddy bears.  They soon slip off to sleep after warm kisses and good-night hugs.

Yet the little snow angel lies still and stoically with wings outstretched in a frozen pose.  As the moon slips silently higher and higher into the crisp clear sky, a soft glittery shower of sparkling magical moonbeams float lightly toward the ground, creating a delicate glow in the little depressions of the sleeping snow angels on the ground below.  A soft halo of windblown snow swirls and curls into a cloud of glowing crystals and suddenly all is still and there stands a real Snow Angel in the imprint left by the child earlier in the day.

A newborn Snow Angel wastes no time but immediately begins its appointed rounds.  Its duties are simple ... to collect and safeguard all lost and abandoned as well as new and shiny wishes and dreams of its special child.  These wishes and dreams are placed lovingly in its little bag which it carries over its shoulder.  It will protect them and keep them safe until the day comes when that child needs and is ready to have his or her wishes and dreams fulfilled.  Then, one by one, as each wish or dream is released, the little angel begins to fade.  When its little bag is finally empty, its job on Earth is done.  The Snow Angel goes back to live behind the wishing stars until the next new snowfall.  When it hears that special laughter after a child has pressed a snow angel into the freshly fallen snow, the Snow Angel smiles and on a moonbeam, it returns to collect more wishes to hold safely until its new child's heart has fulfilled its precious dreams.


Snow Angel
Snow Angel