Month: June 2013

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Outside My Window

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There was a little kiddie fair put on by PartyLand the other day. Miss Chomp and Magoo were sooo excited to go, and me? Well, I’m usually up for an adventure. But this time, I decided to shake it up and bit and NOT go out to the actual fair grounds. Oh, the kids and their momma went in alright, but I wanted to stay in the nice warm car.

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After all, I had my Lemon/Peppermint water…

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a stack of magazines and a good book…

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my crocheting….always–ALWAYS…

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and even my phone…just in case. Yeah, I was ready for the long haul alright.

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Then I looked out my car window and realized that there were some pretty things going on all around me–most of them within arms reach.

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I’m pretty sure after soaking in all that lovliness–I fell asleep and dreamed of a pretty little brook…

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  just outside my window.

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~Be Brave~

I remember telling my babies to “be brave, and it will be all right.” Maybe that’s just the advice we all need these days.

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Color Me Mine

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On a whim, we gathered together the moms and dads and kiddos for an evening at the pottery paint shop known as “Color Me Mine.” Perhaps you’ve heard of it. It was my first time and I’ll admit, when I made the reservations–or “booked the studio time” as they say, I was a bit nervous to tell them, first, how big our group was, and second that we had a few kids and a baby. Turned out that they didn’t bat an eye. In fact, the gal said, “Bring ’em. They’ll love it.” And love it they did.

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First, we got to choose our piece, be it bowl, mug, bunny or pirate skull–there was something to make everybody happy.

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Next we choose our glaze pallets…

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from the millions that they had to offer.

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Of course, I was looking for my very own pink and purple. Shockeroo, huh?

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Then we grabbed a couple of brushes and set off…

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To our own little private room.

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There was seriously no rush whatsoever.

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We just took our time…

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and focused…

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and worked…

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and concentrated…

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and personalized…

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until…

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at last, we couldn’t find another bare spot of clay.

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Then, and only then, did we know we were finished.

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We turned our masterpieces in to the nice lady behind the counter. She put them all on a tray and told me I could come back and get them on Saturday.

So that’s what we did.

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Just hanging out creating cool, very, very much us kind of stuff.

Perfect.

Stay tuned for the fired and finished results of our pottery paint fest…it was dang cool.

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A Few Sweet Blossoms

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Oh, my brave, sweet flowers are just barely starting to come to life!

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I should have clipped these wild things back…but I just didn’t have the heart. They seem to know just where they want to go.

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I’ve never grown peonies before and I must say, the blossoms are not there…not there…not there…and then BOOM! Big, feathery and gorgeous. It was a lovely surprise this morning.

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The unstoppable Columbine that just keeps blooming and blooming and blooming…and all in the perfect purple-y color.

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Not so much a bloom but another sort of pretty thing popping it’s head out from the leaves.

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These are my lovely Daney-boy roses. He bought this bush right before he left to Lithuania for two years. He knows me well because one is lavender…

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and the other was bright pink…that is, until it froze and came back completely wild…and a deep scarlet.

A beautiful garden with a mind all it’s own.

Just my kind of place.

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