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pssst....did you hear???

"pssst...matilda...did you hear??? danielle has one more spot left in the FEATHERED FRIENDS vintage ATC swap!!"

"oh my word! i cannot believe it genevieve! scandalous!"

{if you'd like to pull up a chair and join the party...leave your name here and i will add you to the swap!}

won't you be a peach...

and help welcome my wonderful aunt to the artful blogging community...her name is therese {pronounced tuh-raise}. she is a very special lady. not only is she tremendously talented and creative...she has a heart to match...you can visit her new blog here. please stop by and make her feel welcome while she navigates the waves and learns the ropes of this thing called "blogging"... thanks dear friends!

happy birthday great~grandma...

~ TERESA FERRARI ~

A strong woman works out every day to keep her body in shape ...
but a woman of strength kneels in prayer to keep her soul in shape...

A strong woman isn't afraid of anything ...
but a woman of strength shows courage in the midst of her fear...

A strong woman won't let anyone get the best of her ...
but a woman of strength gives the best of her to everyone...

A strong woman makes mistakes and avoids the same in the future...
a woman of strength realizes life's mistakes can also be God's blessings and capitalizes on them...

A strong woman walks sure footedly ...
but a woman of strength knows God will catch her when she falls...

A strong woman wears the look of confidence on her face ...
but a woman of strength wears grace...

A strong woman has faith that she is strong enough for the journey ...
but a woman of strength has faith that it is in the journey that she will become strong...

~ Author Unknown ~

we hold you in our hearts today and forever...we miss you

happy birthday great~grandma

sing a song...

A songbird sat on a swaying bough.

The song he sang, I can hear it now;

And this was the song he sang as he swayed:

"Thank God for the beautiful world He made".

~ Unknown Author ~

join the fun...

who: first 20 {twenty} who email me at Sngbrd1997@aol.com with full name/address

what: create 5 {five} ATC's in a vintage bird theme...you will receive 4 {four} back PLUS a goodie bag from me!

when: sign up by may 26, 2008 ~ due in my hands by june 23, 2008

where: ATC's will be mailed to me and i will swap out!

how: complete details will be emailed upon close of swap {cost is $3.00 for return postage}

SWAP IS NOW FULL...THANK YOU!

blessed mother's day...

A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.

~Washington Irving~

time...

Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth, to some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth, there are no birds in last year's nest!

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~

daydreaming...

If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.

~Henry David Thoreau~

a smile of God thou art...

Maidenhood

Maiden! with the meek, brown eyes,
In whose orbs a shadow lies
Like the dusk in evening skies!

Thou whose locks outshine the sun,
Golden tresses, wreathed in one,
As the braided streamlets run!

Standing, with reluctant feet,
Where the brook and river meet,
Womanhood and childhood fleet!

Gazing, with a timid glance,
On the brooklet's swift advance,
On the river's broad expanse!

Deep and still, that gliding stream
Beautiful to thee must seem,
As the river of a dream.

Then why pause with indecision,
When bright angels in thy vision
Beckon thee to fields Elysian?

Seest thou shadows sailing by,
As the dove, with startled eye,
Sees the falcon's shadow fly?

Hearest thou voices on the shore,
That our ears perceive no more,
Deafened by the cataract's roar?

O, thou child of many prayers!
Life hath quicksands,--Life hath snares
Care and age come unawares!

Like the swell of some sweet tune,
Morning rises into noon,
May glides onward into June.

Childhood is the bough, where slumbered
Birds and blossoms many-numbered;--
Age, that bough with snows encumbered.

Gather, then, each flower that grows,
When the young heart overflows,
To embalm that tent of snows.

Bear a lily in thy hand;
Gates of brass cannot withstand
One touch of that magic wand.

Bear through sorrow, wrong, and ruth,
In thy heart the dew of youth,
On thy lips the smile of truth!

O, that dew, like balm, shall steal
Into wounds that cannot heal,
Even as sleep our eyes doth seal;

And that smile, like sunshine, dart
Into many a sunless heart,
For a smile of God thou art.

~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~

simple pleasures...

A Bird Came Down

A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.

And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.

He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,--
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head

Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home

Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, splashless, as they swim.

~ Emily Dickinson ~

happy birthday to ME!

   

“And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.”

~Abraham Lincoln~

color yourself a garden...

Take thy plastic spade,
It is thy pencil; take thy seeds, thy plants,
They are thy colours.

~William Mason, The English Garden, 1782~

feathering my nest...

{Photos taken in my master bathroom...next room to tackle will be my living room...more pics to come soon!}

Come Out to Play...

Girls and boys, come out to play,

The moon doth shine as bright as day;

Leave your supper and leave your sleep,

And come with your playfellows into the street.

Come with a whoop, come with a call,

Come with a good will or not at all.

Up the ladder and down the wall,

A half-penny roll will serve us all.

You find milk, and I'll find flour,

And we'll have a pudding in half an hour.