once upon a time ...

in a land far far away ...

okay it was canada so not so far away but i rather liked the sound of "in a land far far away" ... but perhaps that's just my little fantasy here in the northwest now that fall has arrived with a flourish of windy days and rain-filled nights ... and did i mention sleet .. and sunset by 5:00 ...

anyway, once upon a time in that land far far away which we have now identified as canada, there lived a wee red-haired freckle-faced short-haired girl named beth ... and that wee red-haired freckle-faced short-haired girl loved to craft oh yes she did ... she loved to color ... and she loved to make snowflakes ... and she loved to sit in the tree in her back yard and dream ...

she dreamed of one day having her very own set of tools instead of having to pilfer from her brother's tool box ...

she dreamed of unblemished, freckle-less skin ...

she dreamed of long black hair ...

she dreamed of having as many cats as her wee heart desired ...

she dreamed of being a vet ...

she dreamed of living at her "camp" (cottage) year round so she could frolick in the woods to her heart's content and catch crayfish and swim ...

she dreamed of canoeing around the world ...

she dreamed of living with her aunt betty and uncle bruce who always seemed to have a litter of kittens in their root cellar ...

she dreamed of having a fabulous canopy bed like her best friend shawna ...

she dreamed of many things ...

some big and some small ...

many years later ...

she has her own tool box but it is full of seam rippers and knitting needles, crochet hooks and pins ...

she has come to love her freckles knowing they are part of her, inside and out ... did you know you can have freckles on your eyes? ... do you think it's possible to have freckles on your heart? ...

she now dreams that she had her lovely red hair instead of the grey ...

she has two sweet cats (well only one of them is truly sweet but this is my story and in my story all the cats are sweet) ...

she no longer dreams of being a vet ... but is happy being a contented crafter ...

she still dreams of living by the water ...

she would not like to canoe around the world, does not even have a desire to travel the world but instead cherishes the time spent with her family and friends wherever they may be ...

she dreams that her uncle bruce was still alive and well 'cause he gave the best darned hugs ever and he loved her for her freckles and red hair ...

she dreams that her best childhood friend shawna could come visit ...

but for today she's happy to have a special breakfast with her cherub ...

knowing that some dreams do come true and some dreams change and sometimes when your dreams come true, it's not always how you pictured it would be ...

but that's why they are called dreams ...

happy dreams ...