Archive for the ‘Saturday Stories and Illustrations for Children’ Category

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I found this carved coconut mug in a thrift store.

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I took off the handle and turned it into a garden arch.

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I had a wooden bracelet that I added glass stones, grout, and a wooden step.  I cut a circle in the mug to make a doorway and used that piece to make the triangular piece to hold the door in place. I took off the base and used that as a door.

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Then I went to the garden shop and bought several miniature plants and created a fairy garden for a variety of fairy houses.  See if you can find this house with the door on in the garden.

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Here is the garden arch among the fall leaves.

 

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Create your own place for your own fairy tales.

Check out thrift stores and craft stores for ideas and interesting objects you may adapt for elf, gnome, and fairy houses.

Next on my list will be a fairy door for inside my house.  It will be a great place to leave notes for my grandchildren.

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Ever have one of those days when there is marker or crayon all over the table. The best way to clean the table and let the kids have some fun is to use shaving cream. I usually go to the dollar store and stock up.

Add a little bit of food coloring to for a bit of color.

As you can see it is great fun and a very easy to clean up!!!!

Have fun!!!!!

Cover for Hadrosaur 17, First published 2003 by Hadrosaur Productions.

Cover for Hadrosaur 17, First published 2003 by Hadrosaur Productions.

There is a chill in the air and time to gather pumpkins and get ready for the season of fall and the holiday of Halloween. One of the things that I enjoyed about illustrating for David Lee Summers was the wonderful chance to mix my love of art with my love of dinosaurs – hadrosaurs to be specific.

Time to create your costumes. Go through your clothes, old suits that you may find at thrift stores and those last few garage sales and put together something that is unique and different. Halloween is that time when a little bit of makeup can change anyone from a human to an angel, a tramp, a gypsy, an alien, a vampire, a queen, king, knight, or bag of treats.  Imagination is your only limitation.

Check out this page and see if there is one that you like:  http://www.parenting.com/gallery/no-sew-halloween-costumes-for-kids?page=0

Remember to ask for help from an adult if you need to use a hot glue gun or anything else that requires assistance. I am going to show my grandson the tornado and see if he likes it.  🙂

Oops - First published in Spellbound - A Fantasy Magazine for Children, Summer Issue, 2002, Sorcerers

Oops – First published in Spellbound – A Fantasy Magazine for Children, Summer Issue, 2002, Sorcerers

 

You just put on your magic hat and cape.  You have a brand new magic wand. You stand in front of your mirror and say those magic words and . . . POOF you have turned yourself into a frog . . . Now what do you do???

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While traveling last summer we stopped at a ceramic place that had maps so that you could locate the fairy doors that were scattered all over the building. I loved the idea and decided that I would make a fairy door some day and some fairy/elf/gnome houses.

This is one of my first fairy homes. The door doubles as steps into the house. The learning curve was how to change a thrift store small decorative birdhouse into a house with a door and then how to make a door to fill the empty spot.

I used a water resistant wood glue for the wood areas and E-6000 for the rocks. I bought water resistant Patio Paint (available in 2 OZ containers at Ben Franklin, small brass screws and wood hearts.
This has been so much fun. A final photo and full directions will follow. Including photos of my mini-garden. So come back and visit. This would be a great winter project so everything will be ready for your elves, gnomes, and fairies to move in this coming spring.

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Closets!!!!! Do you ever leave your closet door open a crack? Does it seem to open or close just a little bit if you stare at it???

It is time to write your own story or poem. Or Draw your own version of where those odd critters like to hide… and are they going in or coming out???

Bwahahahaha!!!!! 🙂

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Dandelion Wishes
By Marcia Borell

Shaggy yellow flowers
glow like the sun

Cheerfully plucked by children
one by one

Yellow turns lacy white
seeds have begun

The child’s breath sets them free
his wishing done

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First Published in Spellbound – A Fantasy Magazine for Children, Spring 2003

The Glass Slipper
By Marcia A. Borell

The elf sat at his cobbler’s bench every night. He had made shoes with laces, buckles, and bows. He made and repaired shoes for gardening, dancing, and running with friends. This was the first time that he had only one thing on his workbench. He had heard the legends about it. He hadn’t believed that it really existed.

It was an open box. In the box surround by silver packing grass was the glass slipper and a note. The note said to take out the tiny tubes and jars. Very carefully he dug around in the box and picked out a small tube of gold paste, another tube of silver paste and six tiny jars of sparkling stardust. There was also a purple silk cloth, a blue fuzzy brush, and a spray bottle that just fit in his hand.

The elf went back to the note and read the directions through twice. He needed to do this perfectly so that it would maintain its magic. He picked it up and studied it. It was dusty, had cobwebs, scratches, and a small chips in the heel. He sighed and began to carefully dust it off. Once clean the magic could begin.

He began by mixing the red stardust with the silver paste and rubbed it into all of the scratches and small cracks. He read the chant over and over again as he worked. He was amazed at how fast the rough spots became smooth. Next he picked up the yellow stardust and added it to the gold paste and pushed it into the hollow chips in the heel.  He could feel it sealing the chips, smoothing them out using the pressure of his fingers wrapped in the silky purple cloth.

Time flew by. He suddenly felt tired. The glass slipper was repaired but still looked dull. There was no sparkle. He opened up the remaining jars of stardust and added them to equal amounts of silver and gold paste. Carefully he brushed them on to the shoe. He reread the directions and let it sit for ten minutes as he repeated another set of magical words.

Finally he grabbed the spray bottle and sprayed it all over the slipper inside and out. A stream of watery rainbows circled the slipper as it began to sparkle. He let it sit for another five minutes. Finally he began to carefully polish the glass slipper uttering the last set of magical words.

He carefully put the glass slipper in the box just as the sun was beginning to rise and warm the windows. He was surprised that the darkest corner of the room was also beginning to glitter. The shimmering sphere got brighter and brighter. Eyes wide he saw a set of luminous wings attached to the shoulders of a beautiful lady. Her voice was musical and filled him with joy.

She inspected the slipper turning it over in her hands. Happily his work was done and her magical work had just begun.

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Illustration First published in Lightning Bugs, Poetry by Erin Donahoe, 2003

The Night Fairy
by Marcia A. Borell

She wings her way through warm night skies,
Flying in the glow of fireflies.

Cricket music brings her delight,
She adds the songs of birds of night.

Feeling the rhythm in her toes,
Tapping them now on pointe she rose.

The dragonfly begins to twirl,
Pirouettes with the fairy Pearl.

They tango, waltz, and jitterbug,
Sleepy they  share a final hug.

Dancing all night they all need sleep,
Into bed they all slowly creep.

With red rosebuds Pearl made a bed,
as dreams of dancers fill her head.

Night fades and the moon and stars set,
Now sunrise gleams a gold rosette.

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Poem

Nighttime
by Marcia A. Borell

Amid the trucks and toys your books may lay
Forgotten ’til the end of day.
With rubbing eyes and open yawn you seek
To cuddle and from under blankets peek.

With thumb in mouth and satin edge to cheek
We turn the page while rockers start to creak.
As dragons, knights and castles fill the air
A little finger twirls my hair.

I gently stand to walk across the floor
While ugly monsters vanish out the door.
One final hug in your warm downy bed
Your tiny fingers reach for bunny Fred.

With Fred in hand I stroke your silky hair
Then stretch and yawn and take the tiller’s care.
I set the solar sails to guide our flight
A homeward bound we sail through starry night.

 

Marcia A. Borell
First published in Kid’s Visions, 2004