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Showing posts with label blue bird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blue bird. Show all posts

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Mr Blue Bird On My Shoulder...Well...

On my back fence actually...and drawn from the photo I took of him last week.

 It's as though I am making my very own coloring books...as I then continued to paint the drawing !


Wishing you all a peaceful Sunday!

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And for those who recall my posting that purple flower I now know it's name:
Eryngium
I showed in on the very end of this blog post.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Disintegration Packet Revealed At Last...Sunday's Garden Visitors...Remembering Mom 1912-1994

I was going to wait for more weather, but after seeing everyone elses' opened disintegration packets I wanted to see mine. See the ant on the upper left hand corner? Do ants eat much? Let's see: The only sign of disintegration here is a faded and rather worn bit of green tissue paper on the outer layer. We did get a rainy weekend. Perhaps that helped. After cutting it down and taking it apart I put it in this envelope for safe keeping until step three is completed by August 1. I was excited to find one piece of brown paper dyed by the green tissue paper...but another piece of the same paper is good as new...it must have been buried deeper in the middle. I guess the green tissue paper is my "best" bit of disintegration! Happy to have it at least. What will all this become? Stay tuned. To see more revealed disintegration bundles go to Seths' The Altered Page blog (see my side bar) On Sunday I got a sunny reprieve from the rain we'd just had, and while sitting on the back patio snapped this pretty visitor... And got to admire some of my yard that had no difficulty surviving our rather mild winter... And wishing you all a happy Bloomin' Tuesday! This last is one of my photo cards...a spiraling rose...and I post it here today in honor of my mother, who loved roses. She had quite the rose garden at our house growing up...Patty and I played around it, as did my children when they were young. Mom's life was full and busy...I recently found some old art pads of hers and realized or remembered that she had taken some art classes in her latter years dabbling in drawing with pencil and charcoal. A rose for you mom...you are not forgotten.