Our second annual ornament exchange transpired last weekend. To see how our exchange works you can read my post from last year. A dozen ladies make a dozen handmade ornaments, then we come together to exchange after chatting over salad, rolls and desserts.
This year’s hostess made these amazing felt owl ornaments.
This Santa key is tied to a poem explaining how the magic key opens the door on Christmas Eve when there is no chimney to come down. It fits into a hand stitched burlap envelope.
This salt dough star was stamped with the tree image, then baked and tied with a blue ribbon.
This “honeycomb” ball ornament is made by sewing circles, then hot-glueing ends and middles together.
Buttons strung on wire make this wreath very sweet.
This ornament was made with vintage church art sandwiched between tiny glass panes and soldered together, with a little bling at the bottom.
This is a Norwegian elf – complete with long beard and red cap, perched on a pinecone.
This wire ornament was made using a jig to get the basic shape of the letters, than free formed to get the loops.
A dozen of these scrabble-inspired ornaments were pieced together from multiple game sets found on ebay – with different Christmas sentiments expressed on each one.
The cupcake is made by gluing a red ball ornament to a cupcake liner, then applying caulking “frosting”, bead sprinkles and tiny cherry ball on top!
This snowman is covered in glitter, with puffy paint features and an orange sculpey clay nose. The hat is a finger from a mini glove, snipped and rolled.
My ornament was also a key – and goes with a poem and “Symbol of the Innkeeper’s Key”. I made velvet pouches to store the keys, and stamped the words, “Let Him in” to an antique brass round which I attached to the key. It is a reminder that Jesus is waiting at the door, but we need to let him in.
Following is the poem I wrapped around the key:
A Prayer For December:
Dearest God, Please never let me
Crowd my life Full to the brim.
So like the keeper of Bethlehem’s Inn,
I find I have no room for Him.
Instead, let my heart’s door be ever open,
Ready to welcome the newborn King.
Let me offer the best I have
to Him who gives me everything.
Each of us is an innkeeper which decides if there is room for Jesus
-Neal A. Maxwell
You can download the printable I made here.Pin It