Butterfly Gala

Butterfly Gala

I know winter and Christmas are just around the corner, but I had to show off the new Butterfly Gala bundle from the 2019 Stampin’ Up!® Occasions Catalog.

Butterfly Gala, Stampin' Up!
I made this for our local demonstrator team meeting last week. The challenge was “Embossing Folder Stamping.” All the entries were gorgeous! After we showed off our creations, we drew a name from the entries that the winner got to keep all the entries. Fun!

To make this card, I inked the Layered Leaves Dynamic Textured Impressions Embossing Folder (TIEF) with Tranquil Tide Classic Ink, inserted Mint Macaron Cardstock into the TIEF, then ran it through the Big Shot. It left a subtle shadow around the leaves.

I added a strip of Tranquil Textures Designer Series Paper to the embossed panel, then stamped the butterflies from the Butterfly Gala Stamp Set two times in Tuxedo Black Memento Ink on Whisper White Cardstock. Then I colored the butterflies with Rich Razzleberry, Mint Macaron, and Night of Navy Stampin’ Blends and punched with the Butterfly Duet Punch. The Butterfly Gala Stamp Set and the Butterfly Duet Punch can be ordered separately or you can bundle them and save 10%. If you’re a demonstrator, you can order these beautiful products now; everyone else can order them beginning January 3, 2019.

The sentiment, stamped in Tranquil Tide on Whisper White Cardstock, is also from the Butterfly Gala Stamp Set. I punched it with the Tailored Tag Punch, then added three butterflies and the tag to the card with Stampin’ Dimensionals.

After adding the Mint Macaron layer to a Night of Navy card base, I wrapped a little Night of Navy Medium Baker’s Twine around the card. The fourth butterfly is inside the card, ready to help write a little note.

Since I posted a spring card, I’ll tell you a little Christmas story. My friend Jackie commented on my post Friday that the card reminded her of a Christmas tree lot where you go to select and cut down your tree. That’s kind of the look I was going for, and it reminded me of when I went with my dad to cut down our tree one year.

Because we had lots of woods around our various orchards, we always tramped through the woods to find the perfect Christmas tree. I think my dad and brothers usually went out to find one, but that year – I think I was 10 – I went along. This was probably because my mom was not home that day. I know this, because when we left the house, I had a warm jacket, gloves, probably a hat, and…shoes. Little “Mary Jane” type shoes that were not appropriate for walking through snow. I’m not sure why I didn’t have boots on. Maybe the snow wasn’t that heavy in the yard or on the road and I didn’t think about it being deeper in the woods. Obviously Dad wasn’t used to giving us the “once over” like Mom always did before we walked out the door, because he was totally shocked when I mentioned that my feet were really, really cold. (It was a long, long time ago, but I seem to remember him asking why I wasn’t wearing boots. Kind of like the year I let Jon pack for himself when we went on vacation and he had one pair of socks for a two-week stay. Sometimes, you just need to check up on kids before they reach, oh, 30. Fortunately, we were able to buy Jon socks while we were gone. But sadly, there weren’t any boot shops in the woods.)

We were on a mission, so there was no turning back just because I hadn’t had the foresight to dress appropriately for the terrain, so I sat on a tree stump while the males in the family found a tree. After they dragged it back to the truck (I think my brothers dragged the tree and Dad carried me), Dad did what most dads do when they have a job to do and the mom isn’t home. He took me to my grandmother (we were in the “home woods,” which was closer to her house than ours) before we went home. I think he didn’t want to explain to Mom why my feet were frozen and wet.

My grandmother warmed me up and dosed me with lots of aspirin and hot chocolate so I wouldn’t “take a chill” right before Christmas. She semi-dried my shoes (this did not fool my mother) before we took the tree home to set up and decorate.

I’m not sure the shoes ever recovered, but I was fine. We had a lovely Christmas and I learned always to wear boots or, at least sturdy shoes, if I’m going to be tramping in the woods in winter.

So if you have a White Christmas, remember to wear your boots and stay warm!

Thanks for stopping by Stamping with Buffy. Have a lovely day!

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About buffycooper

Among other things, I am a musician who enjoys papercrafting (specifically with rubber stamps), a Stampin' Up!® demonstrator, Christian, wife and mom to two great boys.
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10 Responses to Butterfly Gala

  1. Peggy Carper says:

    Love this card!
    We love going out and cutting down our own tree. Hard to agree on the same one sometimes!

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    • buffycooper says:

      It is fun! We’ve gone the lazy route the past few years and have a 4′ artificial tree, but it’s just not the same! Once my older brother was old enough to drive, he usually cut our tree for us. He usually came home with a 9′ free – and our ceilings were only 8′. They just seemed smaller in the woods!

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  2. Susan Horr says:

    Your story is so funny! It was a typical Dad thing! Cute card too!

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  3. debsmart says:

    Such a pretty card – and a funny story!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Beautiful card, Buffy. Great story.

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  5. Jackie says:

    Buffy, this is so pretty, I love this suite and have been restraining posting cards that I have made. I really like this sample with the DSP added across the middle

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