A smidge more work done on the miniature vintage witch tree :)

UPDATE-THIS TREE IS NOW SOLD.  If I ever make another one, it will not be exactly like this one.  These trees are meant to be OOAK and while I can remake the theme, they will never be exactly alike :)

Ok, I am just loving this tree!  I can't remember one I've wanted to keep more than I would this one :)  I have a thing for witches anyway, long before Harry Potter came out and now worse after it did :)  I think it's because as a child I wanted to believe magic was real and anything was truly possible.  As an adult, not much has changed :)  I still like to think there are things about the world that we don't understand, and that there are possibilities we haven't uncovered yet.  One of my favorite signs reads:  "Those who do not believe in magic will never find it."  :)  I love that!  And by magic I don't really think spells and potions.  To me it means, look at the world and see magic all around you in every single wondrous thing in creation.  Don't think of things as mundane, don't pass something beautiful without noticing because you're too busy to appreciate the wonder around you :)  Believe every wonderful thing IS magic :)  If you can't see the gifts around you for what they really are, your life will never have any magic moments because you take things for granted.

That's what I get out of it anyway.  I remember when I was a child, my cat chased a little mouse into an antique metal jug of my Mom's.  The cat had knocked it over trying to get the mouse and the mouse apparently had ran into this "safe haven" that had been presented to him.  Mom picked up the jug and found the little thing cowering in the bottom of the jug.  She was disgusted and trying to figure out how to get rid of it.  She sat it down upright so he couldn't get out and went to tell my dad.  I knew they carried disease and that all people hated them and wanted them dead.  I knew my Dad would too.  As I looked into the jug at the tiny little creature, I felt nothing but curiosity and pity.  His little whiskers were twitching, he was scared to death.  His beady little black eyes stared up at me.  He was kind of cute in his own way :)  A tiny little pest probably soon to meet his untimely death.  I picked up the jug and put on my shoes and walked quite awhile and then dumped him out next to a tree.  When I got back, my Mom just shook her head and took the jug to wash it out (quite well, I might add) in the sink.  My Dad lectured about how he would probably find his way back in the house and poop somewhere :)  

"To see the world in a grain of sand, heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, eternity in an hour."  ~William Blake

Now for the tree:

I still have much to do, like add a sign somehow to the wooden post as well as an owl.  Make a plate of caramel apples, fill the other jack-o-lantern buckets, make a lolly for on the witch hat, decorate the back better and add a few more things to the front.  But it's looking cute.  Love that tossed down witch's death warrant on the ground in front :)  That's too funny.  And all the potion bottles turned out cute.  

My pictures are terrible though :)  Man this is so much better in person!

I'm still trying to decide what to put on the sign though.  Any ideas anyone?