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Miniature Tablecloth
Whether you are a gnome, fairy or a wee doll, nothing makes a special occasion more special than a beautifully embroidered tablecloth. This miniature tablecloth is perfect for spring and summer! Britta received a…
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Miniature Envelope Tutorial
If you have wee creatures in your life, like fairies and gnomes, chances are they will be sending letters to loved ones. Today, on Wee Folk Art, use our miniature envelope tutorial to make them…
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A Mouse in the House
Have you ever wondered what goes on in a Mouse House? Believe it or not, I have. Although I’m not particularly partial to sharing my house with mice, I do think they are quite adorable…
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Britta’s Dilemma :: A Gnome Thicket Adventure
When Axel entered the house and said, “Now, don’t go getting yourself all worked up, but we have a wee bit of a problem.” Britta’s heart skipped a beat. Nothing ever bothered easy going…
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The Living House
As summer is drawing to a close, my thoughts turn inward… not philosophically, but rather to the inside of my house. I don’t do spring cleaning, I do fall cleaning, and much of the change inside…
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Time Began In A Garden
This was first posted on April 27, 2009, on my now retired blog One Generation to Another. I hope you enjoy 🙂 I love gardening. But who can blame me? Time began in a garden, at…
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Wooden Mushrooms
Few things can make a gnome get a rumbly in his tumbly faster than the smell of fresh mushrooms sauteing in a frying pan. Axle thinks Britta should add mushrooms to just about everything she makes. Because…
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A Surprise for Britta
Britta awoke with mixed feelings. Today was St. Patrick’s Day, which meant the leprechauns would be leaving The Thicket for places unknown. “Perhaps, just perhaps”, she thought, “I may miss them just a wee bit.”…
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Trouble in the Larder
Ever since the Leprechauns returned to The Thicket, Britta has been noticing a few oddities. Jackets and shawls disappear and reappear, the order of the shoes lined up by the backdoor get rearranged, and her…
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Britta’s Lament
As Britta packed away the last of the Valentine decorations, she gave a heavy sigh. Britta, who’s plump cheeks were usually dimpled from her perpetual smile, was frowning. This was Britta’s least favorite time of year.…