Good morning to all. The day looks a little strange outside...you can almost see the moisture in the air. I am looking to having a very full day ahead of me. YYesterdays ghost stories went very well. The audience was amazing and I loved seeing those eyes widen with anticipation as the stories unfold.
Today's blog is about Pine cones. It seems that come fall we all can identify the season with them. It is amazing to me how many pine cones there are out there. From different trees grow different cones. From their shapes to their sizes they are all individual. If you ever crafted with a pine cone you know that they are amazing. There are endless possibilities to them. I know that I have made owls, gnomes, snowed them, bleached them, painted them, and I have even taken the petals apart off of them to create a very elaborate angel years ago. One year my mother decided she wanted this particular angel that was all made up of individual petals of the short fat type pine cones. For hours I sat cutting apart the pine cones and this was in the days before that marvelous invention called a Glue gun. The body of the angel was a tall styrafoam cone and 2 smaller ones made up her arms. They were completed covered with layered petals from the cones. Using a tacky glue, this was one messy project. The angels head was a pretty doll type head and I used felt and ribbons to make her collar. She was gorgeous...I was so glad to have finished that angel. But my mother, bless her heart...took it to work to show everyone her angel. Well, I suppose you might know what is coming....she came home with orders for it. Not just 1 or 2, but dozens. My poor fingers were raw by the time I finished those angels. Now adays, I see layered pine cones on products everywhere that come from China. I know how much work goes into making anything like that. Sometimes that is the way that you truly learn to appreciate the art of things.
I know most of you have never thought of pine cones as a changing object, but it is interesting to me that when wet, the pine cone closes up and when it dries it reopens. I have baked them in the oven to dry them and remove any little pesky bugs. I have used them for fire starters, and have even dipped them in wax and cinnamon. There is a lovely story about Pine cones as well called the Legend of the Silver Pinecone. This legend comes from Germany. I think it is quite a nice and lovely legend so I am sharing it today.
There once lived a poor family without enough food to eat or enough wood for their fire. The mother decided to go into the forest to search for pine cones. She was planning to use the pine cones to build a fire for her family, and she was also hoping she could sell some of them to get money to buy food.
After walking for hours, the mother finally reached the forest and started gathering pine cones into her basket. Suddenly, she heard a voice say, "Why are you stealing my pine cones?" With that, an elf appeared beside her.
She explained her sad story to the elf. With a crooked smile, the elf said, "Go into the next forest. The pine cones there are much better."
Hesitantly, the mother set off to the next forest, which was even farther away. When she reached it, she was very tired. She leaned against a tree and sat her basket on the ground.
No sooner had she set down her basket, and dozens of pine cones started falling to the ground. Filled with renewed energy, she gathered all the pine cones into her basket and returned home.
Tired again, once she returned home, she set down the basket for a moment on her doorstep. When she looked down at the basket of pine cones, they had all turned to silver.
The family would never be poor again.
Because of this legend, many people believe that a silver pine cone is lucky. It is customary to keep one on your dresser or hearth to make sure good fortune comes your way.
May you enjoy this legend and keep a silver pine cone in your home.