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December

Our community calendar's December page captures the month perfectly.  Thank goodness for red barns.

I received this gift from one of my poetry writing friends and I am just in love with it.

It is a journal made from parts of a rescued old book.  Isn't this an inspired gift for writers and nature lovers?  Not to mention book lovers?

A peak inside:




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  1. Such a nice gift! Blessings!

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  2. What a cool journal! And I love the red barn. We don't see those here in my part of Texas.

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  3. I love red barns against a snowy background! That is a fantastic gift -- your friend is very clever!

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  4. What a great gift that took thought and care to create. The best kind.
    Love deep red barn against the starkness of the white snow.

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  5. Very nice, both the barn and the journal. Enjoy filling it up!

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  6. The red barn is beautiful. The journal is really cool. What a neat gift for a poet!

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  7. I wish it snowed where I live. I've thought often about seeing if someone in Vermont would like to trade houses with someone in Washington State for a year.

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  8. That journal just makes you want to write something worthy of it!

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  9. I haven't opened my new journal for 2014, but regardless of the commercial pictures in it, I believe it will be transformed into something like the one you have. So lovely.

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  10. I love the contrast of the red barn and the white snow. Lovely!!! Enjoy your new journal!!

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  11. Your friend must be as thrilled as you are that she found just the perfect gift for you. LOVE that red barn!

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