Made a dahlia collage a few days ago.
The Dahlias in my garden make me so happy!
Enjoy!
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Made a dahlia collage a few days ago.
The Dahlias in my garden make me so happy!
Enjoy!
This is my nephew, Richard. |
Show and tell time.
These are my family's new bookshelves:
Ahhhhhhh.
I LOVE them.
Please note all the picture book shelves. And the face-out picture book rack on the wall to the left of the shelves. I am a proud picture book hoarder. I feel that this is a very fine thing. I have a five-year-old afterall (or maybe, yes, that 's just an excuse...).
Also! These awesome bookshelves do not stand alone.
How about some bookshelves just for all our handmade journals and photo albums?
Are two shelves too many? How about three? How about one for the wall? Face out!
Or maybe four?
Aren't these shelves AWESOME?
They are like half-tables stacked on top of one another.
Dreamy!
Now, how about some handmade shelves by yours truly (and my crafty sister):
Patchwork bookshelves for the nook at the top of my stairs.
Because every crafty lady should try DECOUPAGE at some point.
Here's the shelves right after I hung them, before I filled them up. My son helped me. He loves helping mommy with projects.
As long as said projects don't involve trips to the craft store.
Is it embarrassing to realize that this little list does not include the bookshelves in my studio? Or my bedroom? or the one downstairs for cookbooks? I mean, is that too many? Too many bookshelves?
NO SUCH THING!
In fact, how about I just add pictures of those shelves too. Why not?
Studio shelves, complete with flying pig light
Cookbooks under the T.V. Wouldn't we rather be reading anyway?
This one houses journals I'm still filling.
BOOKS BOOKS BOOKS!
"I would be most content if my children grew up to be the kind of people who think decorating consists mostly of building enough bookshelves."
-Anna Quindlen (from an article in the NYT)
Alright. Enough already. Go read a book.
From an assignment in Andrea's Superhero Photo Class. |
Red-shirted girl in the distance |
My mother and my son holding hands |
Blue umbrellas at Angkor Wat |
This is my apron. |
The floor of my studio the day I wrote this post. |
“If you hear a voice within you say, ‘you cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.” ~ Vincent Van Gogh.
This is one of my favorite pictures I took in Sri Lanka, just because it caught such a serendipitous moment of color -- the kind of serendipitous moment of color I'm constantly on the look out for and love to find. I just love the stripes of the guys shirt with the stripes of the tree and the red hat and the shorts that match the tuk-tuk perfectly. It may not be fine art or whatever, but it was a happy color moment.
My wish for you today? To dwell upon any happy accidents -- fortunate accidents. They happen more often than we notice. Or maybe someone who needs it most can have a little happy accident today. Is that a strange thing to hope for? No one hopes for accidents. But what about happy ones? Those surprises in life that are unplanned. If we never had happy accidents, we might never fall in love. So I hope for a little happy accident for someone who would appreciate it today. A good one. A moment of serendipity.
"Serendipity is putting a quarter in the gumball machine and having 3 pieces come rattling out instead of one -- all red" ~ Peter H. Reynolds.
"We are each gifted in a unique and important way. It is our privilege and our adventure to discover our own special light" -- Mary Dunbar