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Memorables from the Mitten by Kerri Jer29:11-13 NLT For I know the plans I have for you," says the LORD.

"They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. [12] In those days when you pray, I will listen. [13] If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me.

10/01/2026
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Fall is here!šŸGet your fall decor today!
09/25/2026

Fall is here!šŸ

Get your fall decor today!

09/21/2026

These boutique beauties are available šŸ§”šŸ

šŸ‚Pip and the Pumpkin šŸ‚ $89Here’s Pip’s story:Pip was a tiny fox with a very big heart and exceptionally soft fur. He liv...
09/18/2026

šŸ‚Pip and the Pumpkin šŸ‚ $89

Here’s Pip’s story:
Pip was a tiny fox with a very big heart and exceptionally soft fur. He lived at the edge of the Woods, where the leaves turned to bright crimson and gold every autumn.
Pip’s favorite thing in the whole wide world was a cozy, velvety pumpkin he found nestled in a patch of wild ferns. It wasn't too big, and it wasn't too small. It was just right. Pip called him Patch.
Every afternoon, Pip and Patch did everything together. They listened to the rustling breeze, watched the golden sunlight flicker through the trees, and shared quiet autumn naps.
One chilly evening, the crisp October wind whispered that winter was on its way. Pip worried that Patch would freeze all by himself on the cold ground.
"Don't worry, Patch," Pip squeaked softly. "I'll make us a warm home!"
Pip trotted through the forest, gathering the prettiest treasures he could find: fiery red leaves, soft sage eucalyptus, tiny pinecones, and sturdy woven vines. He carefully fashioned them into a big, round leafy nest right on the front door of the big black house.
He placed Patch gently into the heart of the wreath, perfectly snug and warm. Then, Pip tucked his own fluffy tail around himself, leaned right up against his favorite friend, and let out a happy little sigh.
When morning came, the people inside opened the door and gasped at the wonderful sight. There sat Pip, keeping his best friend warm, right in the middle of the most beautiful autumn wreath in the world.
Pip blinked his dark, shiny eyes and gave Patch a little nuzzle. They were safe, cozy, and together at last.

Note from Seller: this one was a labor of love and trust the process. As I was crafting this I asked The Lord to help me as I usually do. I started off with different colored leaves and felt and unction to pull them out. I replaced them with what I felt led to. I went with it. I put in a few more things and I felt….Trust the process. I couldn’t be happier for how this turned out. To me, this is a gentle reminder to trust God. Sometimes things in life don’t make sense but when we follow His lead it (whatever the situation is) turns out beautifully. We might not see beauty right away but give it time.

(((Hugs))) and prayers

Proverbs 3:5 KJV
Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.

On a warm September day, a rusty feathered friend of mine named Henry decided to look for a home. He searched andd searc...
09/18/2026

On a warm September day, a rusty feathered friend of mine named Henry decided to look for a home. He searched andd searched and searched until he found the perfect place. He nestled in a basket next to pumpkins, ferns and beautifully colored fall leaves that reminded him of the warmth he felt in his heart for fall. Oh how he dearly loves the way his new home feels. He always wondered how blessed he would feel to be nestled amongst maple leaves and dried plants. A mix of faux and dried plants made the perfect home for my feathered friend. If you’d like to adopt my faux feathered friend and his habit…

šŸHenry and his new home can be yours for $95šŸ

In the heart of the Whispering Woods, a gentle hedgehog named Pip set out to craft a special greeting for the forest’s a...
09/09/2026

In the heart of the Whispering Woods, a gentle hedgehog named Pip set out to craft a special greeting for the forest’s ancient gathering door. The forest council had made a special request this year: no bright, flashy colors, but a neutral palette—celebrating the soft, cozy, and quiet luxury of late autumn.
Pip wandered through the sleepy forest, carefully selecting items that fit the brief. He gathered delicate pale maple leaves, rich chocolate-brown pinecones, two smooth white mini pumpkins, and a few dark rattan spheres.
He brought his treasures to the high branch of a wise, gentle barn owl named Hooten. Together, they laid the materials out on a birch hoop.
"Ah, marvelous," Hooten purred, sweeping a feather over the muted tones. "These shades of cream, beige, and warm brown feel like a soft wool blanket on a chilly evening. Pure elegance."
With Hooten holding the frame steady, Pip carefully arranged the elements. They nestled the milk-white pumpkins against the deep-brown pinecones, letting the beige leaves drape down like a soft woven mantle. For the final touch of quiet sophistication, Hooten tied a grand, spotted leopard-print bow to the side, seamlessly blending the dark pinecone tones with the soft cream leaves.
When they hung the completed wreath against the dark wooden door, the neutral tones glowed with an understated warmth. Pip beamed as his forest neighbors gathered, marveling at how a simple palette of earthy neutrals could feel so rich, inviting, and full of heart.

Pip’s wreath $95

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The morning air was crisp enough to turn breath to mist when Barnaby and Bramble took their places among the tall sunflo...
09/09/2026

The morning air was crisp enough to turn breath to mist when Barnaby and Bramble took their places among the tall sunflowers and rust-colored leaves at the edge of the patch.
Barnaby, clad in his plaid flannel and brown jacket and cheerful red bow tie, was always the protector. He spent his days watching the countryside wake up, keeping a weather eye out for mischievous crows and welcoming the gentle, creeping chill of late autumn. Beside him sat Bramble, her broad orange hat shading her smile. She was the dreamer, content to watch the low sun filter through golden branches, turning the fallen leaves around them into a shimmering sea of amber and crimson.
They had no interest in frightening anything away. Their true purpose was far gentler: keeping watch over the quiet decay of the harvest and holding onto the season’s fading warmth. Whenever the autumn wind swept across the field, rustling the dry berries and wild ferns, Barnaby would lean just a little closer, and Bramble’s raffia hair would brush against his shoulder.
As the days grew shorter and the night air sharper, they shared a quiet, unspoken promise—no matter how cold the coming winter promised to be, they would keep each other warm right here, tangled together in a world of gold and rust.

Bramble and Barnaby wreath can be your’s today for $65

$95 Large boutique fall wreathšŸšŸ‚šŸThis neutral beauty can be yours today!
08/12/2026

$95

Large boutique fall wreathšŸšŸ‚šŸ

This neutral beauty can be yours today!

08/06/2026

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