Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Toad and cars

If you know Toad he likes cars and caravans. Today the snow is falling in the garden of lace and he is happily decorating with a red truck for Christmas.

Thursday, November 30, 2017

Baking during December

December month is upon us and The Minimice will be baking in their little stubs in the garden of lace. Do you have any special family recipes that you make every year? 

Thursday, November 16, 2017

The Barn Tower Gnome

A new short story from The Minimice

The Minimice are known to always have delicious fresh ingredients when baking. They are friends with a barn tower gnome that they trade with. He will get cakes, breads, nuts and fruits, and in return the mice get milk, cream and cheese from the gnome. They travel as often as needed to the barn, and during Christmas it’s always wonderful to have some extra for the many treats that they plan on          

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From the book

Friday, December 28, 2012

Gingerbread cookies


Baccharis the baker from the chestnut stub was early awake as always. He took two of his children mice that also was awake with him into the kitchen for some gingerbread cookie baking. Lazy Christmas days passing by in the garden and "theminimice" are looking forward to a new year and new beginnings.










 



Saturday, December 22, 2012

Christmas


Christmas night and “theminimice” gathered at the chestnut stub for the ultimate feast. They all participated in the cooking for Christmas and brought some for sharing. A wonderful time of the year. After the meal they sit in front of the fire and the children mice will get some presents. From their hearts to yours “We wish you all a Merry Christmas”











Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Let there be light

Outside the bakery at the chestnut stub "theminimice" had put lights in the tree that Rubus and the children mice found the other day.
“It makes this dark time of year so much more welcoming, and greets every mouse that visit the bakery”. Rubus said. Even from a distance one could hear tiny voices singing Christmas carols, and light that sparkled from a stub in the abandoned garden.