Santas Santas Everywhere And Not A One To Spare & Oh! That Elf

Yes- I do have a few Santas left

after I gave away my collection last year.

My four adult children snatched politely picked 

out their favorites before 

their siblings could take one

they wanted.

There were no arms broken in the process.

However, I kept a few of my favorites.

Here is one I got from a co-worker many years ago.

Isn't he pretty?  The little wooden box is a miniature cedar chest

that belonged to my Mother.

The little basket in front was sent to me by a dear blogging friend.

I also love this Santa.

He sits on the little Paris table I painted last year.

He is more folk-artsy.

Here is what keeps him company.

A bird's nest in a cloche and the mix sign 

from the old stockyard my Dad took me to when I was a child.

There is a sweet bird painting by my friend, Laurie.

Yes- I know you can see the "wires" -

That's a No-No I am told.

Close your eyes and ignore them , okay?

Forgive the lighting. 

I am using a different camera and 

can't figure out what I am doing.

No- It has nothing to do with being blond!

Here are a couple more Santas that I 

painted on slates back in the late 80's.

I think I saw these images on Christmas cards

and copied them as best I could.

One more

Again-sorry about the lighting.

I will never get the hang of it.

AND-Just so you know,

just when I thought things were calming down in

ELF LAND.

There seems to be a new development here, folks.

Isn't there an old song called

Looking For Love In All The Wrong Places?

Whoa!

He's a fast mover!

Pop in tomorrow for the continuing  soap opera saga of

As The Elf Turns Bad

I will be sewing today!