From My Heart

Nesting Over Time

 

The bottom line...

It's not the stuff. 

It's the people.

PINK SATURDAY: If Wishes Were Fishes

 

Yep, this is pretty.  It cost a lot of money.  Over 10 grand.  And you can have it.

I'm more interested in the little things:

~long walks on the beach

~impromptu trips to Vegas

~that ease of being that comes with age and experience

~being young at heart

~old 80's songs...  i'll melt w/ you/modern english

~favorite movies... about last night

~honey (the kind bees make)

~marathon phone conversations

~that rollercoaster feeling in your stomache

~discovering new things about yourself

~believing in Karma

~figuring out the next tattoo you really want to get

~young girl giddiness

~seafood

~sunrises and sunsets from one place

~road trips

~knowing you're not as alone as you thought

~that safe feeling (this is huge)

~smiling so much your face hurts all day long

The Silver Tree

   

Artwork by Miss Meg, age 10.

Pencil and silver crayon.

My artistic apple didn't fall far from the artistic tree.

If we don't make things we get mighty hard to live with.

March has arrived.  I welcome additional daylight.  The coming of the green.  The appearance of dainty daffodils.  Budding trees.  And time to make things.

PINK SATURDAY: Pink Offerings From My Cottage

I thought I'd share some PINK items from my store, Heart-Shaped Rock Cottage.

   

A pale pink hat from yesteryear covered in pink millinery flowers.

 

A vintage candy tin with the most vibrant pink roses.

 

An vintage enamel brooch in pink.

   

A French Swann perfume bottle with pale pink stopper.

 

A pink button card.

 

A vintage pin cushion from Germany.

 

Pink roses on an embossed postcard from Germany.

This weekend is volleyball games and awaiting Mr. Fix It's return from his annual ski trip. 

Feeling better.

Wishing you the same.

Quilt Days

 

My Mom has an ulcer.  I heard her say she needs that like a hole in the head.

She'll be back soon.

Until then we'll all be in the vicinity of this quilt.

Meet Dexie

   

This is Dexter Leland.  He started life out as an accessory.  He was itty bitty.  He's a cuddler.  On the bed.  Under the covers.  On top of your pillow.  Wherever he can wedge himself.  Do not try to eat a cheesestick in his presence.  He won't have it.  He thinks he's head chicken herder.  He's best friends with our orange cats although he has been found in a few compromising positions w/ these same cats.  He detests the gray cats and it's mutual.  He harrases Lucy, our Snowshoe, and she gives it back in equal doses.  He is often found sneaking cat food, but will leave his million dollar dog food sitting most of the day.  When he gets in trouble he stands perfectly still and looks off in the distance as if you aren't talking to him directly.  He took 6 months to potty train.  That should give lots of folks hope.  He has an arsenal of stuffed animals he's quite fond of.  He sneaks underwear out of the dirty clothes and rolls around on them in the middle of the living room.  He cannot stand anyone ringing HIS doorbell.  Puts him into a heated frenzy.  His brown eyes are so dark it's hard to capture his face in almost all lighting situations.  People think he's a papillion, but his papers state his a long-haired chihuahua.  His parents never weighed over 6 lbs.  He weighs 15 and isn't overweight at all.  He's spoiled beyond measure.  He likes to new wave dance with me.  Twirling in endless circles to a little Depeche Mode or the Cure.  He freaks out over snow.  Rolls in it.  Burrows through it.  He eats poop.  Not his own.  Mostly cat.  So he gets banished when he has doo doo breath.  He has a wardrobe of his own.  Nothing girly.  He feels the coolest in his Tom Cruise flight jacket.  He's not afraid of other dogs or even our neighbors horses.  He lives for raw hide bones and for someone to lay down on the couch he can cuddle with.  Usually Megan.  He's curious by nature.  Too sweet.  And loved beyond measure.  He'll be 2 pretty soon.

     

Play Dough Love Notes

 

Thank you Miss Meg.

I adore YOU too!

Pink Saturday: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

     

A pink cottage.

In our little town.

I think it's dreamy...

Boring Blog Apologies

February has been a busy month so far...  I like to light all my candles at both ends.  My apologies. 

While out and about I came across this sign in a public restroom.  Now I have all kinds of germs issues.  Yes, that's me trying to get in or out w/ just the assistance of my right elbow.  Anyway, I may need therapy for this one:

 

I am soooo not rubbing anything...  Nope, NOT me!  If I can't flush w/ my foot then I just have to walk away with my head hung down in shame.

Potty repairman STAT!

And pass the hand sanitizer.

Art Slam 14: Think

 

The photo on the right is mine.  My favorite thinking place.  Right now I have gardening on the brain.  Time to get those onions in.  The chicken run is going up quickly.  And the weather is so pretty you just can't stay inside.