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Clarks Summit, Pennsylvania, United States
I have been crafting and doing shows for 20 plus years. I have 3 children and I love creating primitive country crafts. I am married and my husband is my biggest asset to my success. But I can't forget the help my children have been through the years and still to this day. This has been a true family event. I hope you like what you see. I have made so many friends through the years. They started out as customers an are now dear friends, and that is all worth the long hours that we all put into making our creations. I say our creations, because my husband and children help in so many ways. Enjoy my pictures and posts, have a cup of coffee and some downtime to just relax...and come back soon...from my house to yours, Denise

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

I Got Past The First Show

Hi everyone, today is March 19th, closing in on a quarter of the new year gone already.  Time flies but not necessarily are we having fun.  Each day presents a new challenge in each life.  My title of this blog is exactly as it reads.  I had my first craft show of this year.  The first one is the hardest one to do in my opinion.  First, I always forget a few things that I need at this show.  With having a sale at the end of my show season at my house, things are brought into the house that are best left in the show trailer.  But unfortunately they are needed when I do this house show.  So, thanks to some of my crafter friends I scrounged up some much needed tissue to wrap each item before I bagged them.  I also forgot my room sprays, and my wood houses for my porch posts...nothing as bad as when I forgot my bags one year.  That was a really bad thing to forget.  I write down a list as I think of things...and the things I remember and don't take the time to write down, are the items I forget.  I want to blame it on getting "older" but I have done this since I started shows, so it is an ongoing problem... but most of the time easily fixed with the help of the crafters I have helped along the way. 

So let's talk about the show.  The day was nice, chilly but the show was a little slow at times.  But we had some selling spurts throughout the day.  It wasn't my worst show there, and not my best.  I had a lot of new things to keep my booth fresh to both my regular customers and all the new ones that find me.  Sadly the Spring and Summer shows are not as strong in sales as years past, so I am only doing a limited number of them.  My Fall and Winter shows are stronger in sales and I do more from September on.  I will post some pictures from my show of some of the new items I have made.  Please note that some of these may be available on my Etsy shop.  https://www.etsy.com/shop/DenisesKountryPatch

I have been working on Fall and Winter items since January, along with the season of the moment.  Some new avenues are being explored, as lumber has really taken a huge increase since we have had so many hurricanes and flooding across the country.  I am not sure if I will have any of the 4 foot tall wood items this year, but will see how it goes.  I am going to add more vintage items as well as fabric creations that I have been collecting and buying patterns for.  The fabric will surely make our totes much lighter to handle so there is a bright side to change.  I am going to work on a giveaway soon for all of you to have a chance to win.  Hopefully for my next blog post it will be ready.  Well that is that for this post, I hope and wish for all your days to be all you want them to be.

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Thursday, March 14, 2013


Hi again everyone.
I told you in my last post I would tell you about the new kitten I got a while after Tater Tot passed away.  It took me a while to look for a new one, I went with my daughter a few times searching but came up empty.  Partially because I wasn't ready, and partly because I didn't find "the one".  Then one day I was heading to another town for some craft supplies. As I was sitting at the light waiting for it to turn green, I suddenly thought... the SPCA is a few blocks down this road if I take a right.  Well that is what I did, and I walked in not thinking I would find anything as it was not really kitten season.  I told the woman I was looking for a young male cat, and she showed me a adult female, telling me how friendly she was.  Then after her showing me 2 more adult cats, I was resigned to leave thinking oh well....as I turned I didn't notice this huge room with a big glass door and it housed about 6 to 8 cats.

My eyes caught this little orange fur baby sleeping in a fuzzy bed.  I asked to see it, and found out it was a male.  As I took him from her arms, he snuggled into my neck rubbing and rubbing his head and kissing my ear.

Well, long story short, I put in an application for him, and had to go back the next day to get him.  As I walked out the shelters door the day I picked him up to take him home, it was Dec. 6th exactly 4 months to the day Tater passed, and I looked at the clock in the car and it was 1:30pm......the same time that he went to sleep.  Now, many people have said to me, in a strange way Tater led me to him, as I was not planning on looking for a kitten that day, but somehow I found him.

Now this poor kitten was here for a month with no name...I was leaning to "Little Tot"...I tried so many names, but finally one day I thought of one of my favorite movies and said that is it....I am Sam.....I named him Sam,.....Samson when he is being bold....so that is Sams story and how he found a new home when he left the shelter.

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Thursday, February 28, 2013

Spring is on the way...

Hi everyone, it has been a while since I last posted. So much has happened and time has gotten away from me. Let me start with saying I have missed writing my blog, and the first news I will tell you is that my Tater Tot has passed away. On August 6th, 2012 at 1:30 pm, Tater Tot went to sleep, he was only 15 months old. With his failing health I was watching him slowly change from a playful, loving kitten to one who started to lay in the corner in distress. He was starting to suffer and I realized the vet wasn't going to fix him. Since the day I picked him out of the litter he had a special place in my heart. Once I got him home, immediately I realized he was a special kitten, but also that he had some problems. He would throw up and be in distress for hours after trying to eat. Never thinking that eating would grow to be his demise. The vet had him stable with some stomach medicine for many months, but then around July he started once again to throw up every time he ate. Tater Tot loved his food, but sadly his joy of eating also gave him hours of distress.

I could see he was suffering more and more each day. So that day I made the only decision that would give him peace, no pain of an operation that may not work, no more throwing up, no more labored breathing. Sadly his peace gave me great distress. Animals are not like people. They don't ask for anything but love, food and shelter. I have been judged many times throughout my life, and one thing I have learned is that animals love unconditionally. My Tater Tot is buried along the side of our house under the big red maple tree. We live in the country and when the weather is nice, and the day may be happy or sad...I sit on the steps of the side deck with a cup of coffee....and I can see his special place and I can remember him and how much joy he brought into my life. I know now that keeping him alive would have only benefited me.

On a happier note, I did eventually look for another kitten. I really feel Tater led me to him, as I was on my way to the mall when I was stopped at a light. As I was sitting there I realized the SPCA was right down the road. So I made a right turn and I ended up adopting a kitten. I put him in my car at "exactly" the same time Tater went to sleep....1:30pm 4 months to the day he died. I have to tell you about my new kitten, but that will be another post because this one is Tater Tot's story. He was loving, funny, and he loved his "buggies"..which I should explain. Tater loved his toys, like a kid he knew when I came home I would have a new one for him. He would hop up on the top of the couch waiting patiently for me to open the new buggy. He would play with them for hours, I put them away each night and each morning I woke up to at least 10 of them all over the living room floor. I kept a tuff of his sweet fluffy tail, a few of his favorite buggies, and the rest I placed around him as we laid him to rest. Thinking about him still makes me tear up. Some will say, oh he was just an animal...well I would say to you...No he was not, he was Tater Tot....

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Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Tater Tot

Hi everyone. Well if you have followed my posts you would know we had adopted a orange kitten last summer. Unfortunately, he has been plagued with some health problems...but there is good news and bad.....good news is he is doing well on the stomach medicine. He used to throw up his food all day long, some times as much as 12 times a day. Yes, I was running around with a roll of paper towels, and some cleaning spray and a wash rag....we have it down to maybe once every few weeks he has a bad day...He is growing like a weed and bold as bold can be. But he is also the sweetest cat we have, and we have 3.

My daughter did some research online, because he had differences we hadn't seen in cats, and we have had our share over the past 34 years we have lived here. His mother was a indoor cat, but got out, and Tater and his 3 siblings were the result. There were 2 orange, 1 calico and one tiger. But he is not a short hair, not an angora, but yet his fur is fluffy, and so soft...like angora, but not the length of a true angora cat. Well it turns out his mother mated with a "Maine Coon" breed of cat. A true Maine will have "lynx" tipped ears with tuffs of fur inside of them, long soft thick fur, a ruffled fur collar, fur tuffs between their toes, and a long body and even a longer, fluffy tail. Tater's tail is as long as he is and fluffy as could be. It reminds me of a feather duster. They don't mature until they are about 4 years old, and will grow into a very long, large cat up to 20 or 22 pounds. The fluffy tail is meant to wrap around him in the cold, to keep him warm, the tuffs of fur in his feet for the snow and cold weather. Tater has all the above for the exception of the turned in tips of a lynx ear, but he does have the fur tuffs inside of them, and all of the above. His fur collar is pronounced at times, but it also is just a bit smaller that if he was a full bred Maine Coon cat....the biggest marking of all is that all Maine Coons will have a "M" marking on their head, his is right above his nose between his eyes.

Now they are a great breed, but they do have a few downfalls. One is dysplasia, and the other is heart problems which Tater does have. His heart is not the best, his breathing gets labored at times when he decides to just be a kitten and run after the other cats to play. He will just drop to the floor, and lay there breathing thru his mouth, and you can see his heart beating away in his chest...times like this, his gums are more purple than pink, as he is not getting the oxygen he needs. Our vet told us, he may be with us for years, and he may just one day drop over and pass on. This makes me sad, for a sweeter kitten you will never find. Money spent on a vet that specializes in hearts will not be in our or his best interest because more than likely it will not fix him. Our vet said to just ejoy him for as long as we can. And I am not in favor of putting him through so much pain for a unlikely result.

So Tater will be Tater as long as he is supposed to be with us. He makes me smile more times through the day than I could count. And I have to think I picked him out of the litter for a reason. Did I know he was sick, no....did he look sick, no....but he is who I chose and he follows me around like a dog would...one of my other cats does too, but not as much as he is getting older and likes to sleep more than be awake. One downfall of a Maine is because their fur is so soft, it is all over the rugs, couches....I run the sweeper twice a day to keep ahead of it...you can always tell where he was buy the hair he leaves behind...

So that is my update on Tater Tot...as of today he is still with us, and laying by my chair as I write this...I never heard of that breed of cat before, and it makes for interesting reading..I will post a few pictures of him, he is growing quickly, only 9 months old, but if they don't mature until 4 years of age, he is going to be tearing up the house for quite a while yet...and that is ok...:)

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Thursday, February 16, 2012

Spring Is Coming

Hi Everyone, I am sitting here at 11pm thinking about what I am going to do tomorrow. I have a lot of things to make for my upcoming fall and winter shows. I have decided not to do many Spring and Summer ones, because they have fallen off in attendance quite a bit. So many good shows are now gone, just gone. Shows I used to wait and hope I was accepted into. How do shows that are over 20 years old just disappear so easily. There must be at least a dozen great ones that I used to do that are just gone. I am trying to find some new ones, but for now until I do I am concentrating on my second half of the year's product.

I have made some new things for my etsy shop. www.deniseskountrypatch.etsy.com
and I have sent some things off to a few stores. I have so many ideas, just a very hard time talking myself into staying in the basement and working. Some days I do well, others I just don't get much done. I think my commitment is just very weak right now. Maybe once the sun comes out, the windows can be opened, I will want to do more. I love spending time with my children, I missed so much time with them when they were smaller. I was always working, not by choice, but because of the need to pay the bills. So maybe this is what I am supposed to do is slow down a bit and smell the roses.

Here is a few of my things you can find in my etsy shop that I just made:
Heart Items:

St. Patrick's Day:

And a few bunnies and carrots:

I hope your new year is going well, and I pray my burnt out feeling goes away. I have been doing this for about 25 years now and I am thinking a break is what I am needing, so hopefully a light first half of this years schedule will help me get back on track. I will take some pictures of new things and post them soon...

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Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Is anyone crafting yet?

Hi everyone, well here it is the 18th of January already. Where has the time gone, it was just Christmas not too long ago. They say time flies when you are having fun. Hmm....trying to get back into crafting is not fun. I like my time off, well as off as it could be. I still kept myself busy catching up on things like paperwork, housework, organizing things that just needed to be organized. While I procrastinate very much about getting back into the groove, I know I need to get my butt in gear. I am looking for some stores to carry my product. I am getting a bit tired of traveling to shows and setting up, doing the show, breaking down and then the long ride home. I have been sketching in my tablet of new things to make, but getting out to the garage to cut them out takes some dedication which I think is still on vacation. I did start on some shamrocks for an order, and a few hearts so I am not quite at a standstill ...but time will tell if I can get motivated. I always work well under pressure, that is when I do my best work.

So the holidays are over, all the hustle and bustle to get ready for them is in the past. The past year went quick. I can remember when I was a kid, days seemed so long, summer vacation was forever....I really think they shorten up on the hours in a day as we get older, it has to be what is happening...seems like a good answer, but we all know time waits for no one. I took a great picture of the moon the other day, yes mid morning is when I snapped this picture. It was both beautiful and eerie at the same time.

I have some new things in store for this year. I won't spill the beans just yet, but as soon as I get some of the new ideas done I will post pictures of them. You can say I am going back to my "roots" so to speak. My husband and I do all the shows by ourselves, with the exception of a few we have to ask our children for help. But I am looking for an easier unload, setup and load situation...and hopefully my new ideas will help that out. So stay tuned for the unveil...hopefully within a few months I will have something to show, if not sooner.

Here is a picture of my newest kitten Tater Tot. If you had read prior posts you will have known about him, and that this kitten is quite sick. He has had a time with food, not keeping it down. We have to give him a piece of a generic Pepsid AC tab twice a day crushed in his wet food. Then we have to wait to feed him his dry, giving the pill time to coat his tummy. He also has a bad heart, which this they say can be the cause of his tummy issues. Nothing can be done, he may be around for years, or he may just fall over one day after he gets winded running around. There are times he will play, and then just flop on the floor and you can see his little chest heaving, and his labored breathing thru his mouth. I hope he is with us a good long time, as I have 2 other cats besides him and he is by far the sweetest kitten I have ever owned. He is now 8 months old, fluffy as can be, his tail is longer than him, we laugh cause it looks like a feather duster. Here in this picture he is trying to sneak up on the other two as he sits planning his surprise attack from the laundry basket. Animals are amazing creatures, they are your friends for life, they don't judge you, don't get mad at you, they miss you when you are not home, and they are so loving.

Well I think that is it for today. I have a few things to finish organizing, my problem is staying focused. I get so side tracked, mainly because I have more to do than not to do...I did get a bunch of supplies I can use for crafting after Christmas at the sales, but believe it or not, they are all still in the basement in bags not yet put away...so maybe tonight I will accomplish just that..enjoy your January everyone.

From my house to yours;


Saturday, January 7, 2012

Silence is White

I wanted to wish everyone a Happy New Year. I hope your holidays were all you wanted them to be. I have been sitting here all day working on my taxes, getting them all wrapped up so I can start cutting out patterns and building up my stock. It is a warm day again, most of the winter so far has been like this. While it is nice in one way, we have had very little snow. Only one snowfall to speak of and it happened on Halloween night. I will post the pictures I took from my bedroom window, experimenting with a new camera. Thus the title of this blog.

The night was dark, snow was falling and it was cold, beautiful...but silent. You could hear nothing, not even the snow hitting the trees outside my window. Of course I had to shut my door of my bedroom to do this, because the last time I tried to take pictures with the window sash up and no screen....I almost had flying cats go through it. I never hear them coming into the room, but quick as anything they jumped up along side of my arms onto the sill, and how they didn't go for a ride I will never know.

There is something special about a snowfall. It is like nature is just hiding all the dirt, old farm equipment, anything that is not supposed to be there with a blanket of clean, white, sparkling snow. It looks so different from nightfall to daylight. It shimmers if there is a moon out, but in the morning it is like a wonderland until the sun starts to melt it away.

I don't know about you, but I love to walk, drive, shop in the snow. While I like to watch it snow during the day, there is something magical about a snowfall at night. The best kind of snow is the one that covers every branch of the trees and bushes. When I walk in the snow, especially at night it brings back memories of when I met my husband and the walks we took while most people were all warm inside their homes. Next time it snows at night, take a walk and listen to its silence. Look up at a street light and watch the flakes coming at you like cold, wet feathers falling from the sky. Listen to how peaceful the world is for that moment, and then continue to walk and know that what you are doing at that moment will be a memory for you later in your life. And you will smile.

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