Homemade Holiday

oh if only to have the gift of craft. imagine the presents i'd bestow on those i adore. thick, chunky, chin grazing wool reminding you of my love all afternoon long. throws i would quilt in jubilation for babies birthed. not of the fleece family, but of cashmere complexion, trekked all the way from nepal; cuddlesome and toasty.alas, i'm better with chopsticks than knitting needles, so maybe this scrumptious, striped scarf from tara matthews instead. on tippy toes i'd purchase.homemade blankets are divine. but homemade-hermes.......to-may-toe-/to-mah-toe, both so, so right.if only my adoration could come through in my culinary competence. i'd bake a cake so fancy and jolly, dentists would start recommending sugar for our health.yes, the cake i bake may taste delicious, but give me red frosting and suddenly what was supposed to be a christmas berry now looks like a giant blood clot. same with yarn and stitches. during MY great depression, i took up knitting. sadly, my scarves befit more a scoliotic camel than a person; they'd unexpectedly change length/shape every so often, but then miraculously come back to 8 perfect rows. apt for desert beasts; not so becoming for a single girl wanting to be fetching and fashionable.so this christmas i leave it up to the artisans to make your accessories, throws, and baked goods.i'll be in charge of making you laugh, smile and dance.*images ffffound, usa.hermes.com