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Mercredi 5 janvier 2011
3
05
/01
/Jan
/2011
08:00
"La Befana vien di notte con le scarpe tutte rotte
col vestito alla romana: Viva viva la Befana!"
"La Befana vien di notte con le scarpe tutte rotte,
con la scopa di saggina: viva viva la nonnina!"
"La Befana vien di notte co le scarpe tutte rotte
le calzette a la romana tira giu' la cappellana.
La Befana vien di notte con le scarpe tutte rotte
un ciuffone tutto blu fichi e noci butta giu'.
La Befana zitta zitta quando vien la neve fitta
passa riempie la calzina oh, che bella Befanina!"
"La Befana vien di notte con le scarpe tutte rotte
il suo sacco è pien di toppebe le ossa ha tutte rotte.
La Befana vien di notte con le scarpe tutte rotte,
il vestito trulla là, la Befana: "Eccomi quà!!!"
"La Befana vien di notte, con le scarpe tutte rotte,
le sue guance son pagnotte, i suoi occhi fanno a botte.
Ti va bene se ci credi, perché troverai bei doni.
Ti va male se la vedi mentre passa a mezzanotte,
perché troverai carboni con cipolle cotte!"
"Vien dai monti a notte fonda. Com'è stanca! La circonda
neve, gelo e tramontana. Viene, viene la Befana!"
Jeudi 31 décembre 2009
4
31
/12
/Déc
/2009
00:00
Happy
2010May the New Year be full of happiness, good things, friends and cross stitch goodies!!!
Vendredi 25 décembre 2009
5
25
/12
/Déc
/2009
08:00
Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.
Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.
No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.
He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love.
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.
Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.
No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.
He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love.
Jeudi 24 décembre 2009
4
24
/12
/Déc
/2009
00:00
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
Mardi 15 décembre 2009
2
15
/12
/Déc
/2009
13:56
So che piacciono tanto gli omini di neve.... così se volete fare un regalino veloce veloce a qualcuno perchè non realizzare un piccolo pinkeep? Ne ho inventato uno da fare in modo veloce, su lino tinto nel caffè, da impreziosire con piccole perline nei fiocchini di neve. Non è un capolavoro, ma farà magari felice qualcuna di voi!!
I know that snowmen are so loved.... so if you're in need to make a quick stitched gift, why not to ensemble a little precious pinkeep? I've designed this one, so little and very quick to finish, and you can stitch it on a coffee dyed linen and make it more precious adding little seed beads inside all those snowflakes falling.... It's not a masterpiece, I know, but maybe I've made happy someone of you!!!
Samedi 5 décembre 2009
6
05
/12
/Déc
/2009
11:34
Un piccolo regalino che voglio fare a tutte voi che venite a farmi visita. Non è un granchè, lo so, ma è un piccolo ringraziamento per tanti bei commenti: spero che, se mai lo realizzerete, mi
farete vedere come lo avete realizzato e finito...
A little gift I would love to give to you, that always come in visit to my blog. It's not a masterpiece, I know, but it's just the way to say thank you to your lovely precious comments that I find here: I hope that if you'll stitch it, you'll be so kind to let me have a picture of your finished piece...
A little gift I would love to give to you, that always come in visit to my blog. It's not a masterpiece, I know, but it's just the way to say thank you to your lovely precious comments that I find here: I hope that if you'll stitch it, you'll be so kind to let me have a picture of your finished piece...
Cliccate sull'immagine e vi si aprirà la pagina di download. Lo schema è realizzato con PCStitch.
Buon ricamo!!!
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Happy Stitches!!!
PDF version
Buon ricamo!!!
Click on the image and the download page will open. You need PCStitch pattern viewer to print it.
Happy Stitches!!!
PDF version
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