Saturday, December 14, 2019
Day 14: Gingerbread house
It is a bird feeder, again. I have made this many before times but the family likes it most of the ones I have made. I fill it with candy and then one can pick little candies like a birdie.
I cut a few birds, as you can see in the picture foreground, but I have not yet decorated them. I plan to touch them and then hang them around the bird feeder. Oh, did I say, I hang the feeder from the rafter.
Underneath the feeder you can see that there is a piece of plywood and there are holes in the floor and the ceiling, so that line can go through.
I don't dare to hang it myself, I need someone to help me, so for the time being it sits on the dining room table.
Every time I make a gingerbread house, I have big plans and I concentrate hard, and line everything carefully, work methodically so that for once it would turn out the way I pictured beforehand. And it never does, and every single time I am disappointed once it is done... and I ask myself, why do I put myself through this every single year (these days, every other year)?
I made the first house almost 30 years ago. It was a Moomin House, my twins were two and my first born turned 4 that Christmas. I decorated and glued until 2 in the morning, and went to bed crying, because it was nothing like I pictured.
The other twin was an early riser and she was always very quiet. The next morning, when I woke up, I heard that she was already up playing. I got up, went to kitchen to see what she was up to. She had gathered all the little Moomin characters and was playing with the house. It was such a joyous sight, that it wiped away all my frustration.
It would be lovely to make masterpieces ... but it can be lopsided, and the sugar glue might be little burnt and taste bitter, and the decoration might leave a lot to hope for, but all in all, there is something special and magical in ginger bread house.
I do it, because it makes my Christmas.
Wool with you,