I'm a little late with the Tuesday Take-Out today. On the plus side, though, it won't go away! Feel free to use these images for any project you like, but don't sell the images themselves. (No problem selling what you use them for.)
Today I'm joining up with Vicki, over at Cherry Chick for ME Monday. It's a party for those of us who love Mary Engelbreit's art, and it's SO simple--just post a photo or two of something Mary Engelbreit, or inspired by her art.
My choice for today is the delightful cup and saucer set I got from my daughter, December.
Can you read what the cup says? It's "Won't you BEE my honey?"
And this is the shelf it will live on. Just as soon as I make a little room for it!
Really, that won't be hard. There's an old sugar jar that doesn't need to be there, and a little ceramic flask. They can go, and that will be that!
Stop over and see Vicki if you a fan of Mary. She has some GREAT jewelry!
Time again for Sunday Favorites, hosted by Chari, over at Happy To Design! To join in the party, click on the link in my left sidebar, which will take you to the easy-peasy instructions, or just click the link in the first sentence, which will take you to the latest installment. I've chosen another poem, this time from a blog post back in 2002:
My family & me, when I was 10 or 12.It was the smell that informed us, finally,
Of tragedy.
The smell.
Four decades later I wonder:
Where was that tiny corpse
That grandpa could not extricate it?
We suffered for weeks,
Tearing full-tilt through snowscapes,
Windows down
Coats buttoned
Eyes streaming.
Seen any good fences lately? Post them in your blog, and the drop the link into Mr Linky below! I'd love to come see them! And please grab my button from the left sidebar and put it somewhere in your blog or blog post, to spread the word--the more the merrier, yes?
These two fences I spotted a couple of weeks ago, when I got lost in an unfamiliar neighborhood. Did I have my camera with me? Oh, nO0ooo, of course not! But I made a point of coming back, which would've been a Lot easier if I'd just written down an actual location. Wandering up and down and around streets looking for all the world like I'd completely lost my sense of direction and was trying to find Planet Earth by following the bread crumbs made a Whole lot more sense, lol. I did find them again, though, and didn't even run out of gas doing it.
The first time I saw this, the family was outside--Mom, Dad, and two little ones. I'm guessing we know who painted the fence, and I love the thought of the parental units allowing their children this spontaneous burst of colorful creativity:
This was part of another fence. What struck me was the way a wrought iron section seems to be sandwiched between the boards. (By the way, I used a filter on this one. Click on it to see what that did.)
And this last photo isn't of a fence at all, but i had to shoot it. From the driver's seat, while stopped for a traffic light. I just liked all the meandering curves and lines, which I accentuated with those fabulous filters:
Your turn! Show me your fences! (I have an show/sale all day today, but I'll be looking forward to evening, and the pictures from you!)
From time to time I've posted backgrounds and photographs for people to copy and use. This marks the first of what I hope will be a long series of free clip art. These are royalty free images, so use as you will, but please don't sell them (except as pieces of the art you create, of course). I do plan on selling the entire collection at a later date, so for now, at least, that option remains mine alone.
Just right click and copy. This is a set of Autumn/Thanksgiving clipart.
Oh, I do just want to say that if you do take a helping of clipart, I'd love a comment saying so. Giving away things makes me smile--knowing there was actually a recipient makes me smile even more!
A while back I signed up for an Ornament Swap, over at Marsha's SassyMiniDolls. The idea was to create or buy an ornament to send to your partner, and when they were all exchanged, Marsha would post them on a virtual Christmas tree. Well, I love all things Christmas, and I adore Christmas tree ornaments, so I was in quicker than Kris Kringle!
Marsha will put the tree up on November 30th, but in the meantime, I wanted to show off the ornament I created. It's right there at the top of the page. You can't read the ribbon, but I hand-stamped it with "Christmas Joys winging their way from Oregon". My little bird will soon be singing on Lily's tree, over in England.
And now that I've shown off mine, why not look at some other bird ornaments, over in EtsyLand? I found these that delighted me:
And last this Tidings of Joy Bird, by Pink Buttercream
It's time for a Sunday Favorite! You can join in on the fun, too. Chari, over at Happy To Design, is our hostess, and you can find her very simple rules by clicking on the button in my left sidebar. Got a favorite entry? Re-post it, and drop the link with Chari! I'm doing a bit of a montage here. The picture above is one my daughter Sarah did some years back, and I loved. I'd still like to see it as a t-shirt.... And then there's this entry, not a favorite for happy reasons, but because it's important. We need to protect our children, and this is an easy rule for them to follow with strangers.
From July of 2002, an entry detailing a conversation with my nanny charge, CJ: I was fixing little CJ's breakfast yesterday morning when he walked into the kitchen.
"Ani," he said, "Did you hear about that little girl who was only five years old and she was playing at her house with her friend and a man told them his puppy was crying and to come with him and help and maybe they could have it?"
"No, I didn't," I said, with a sinking feeling. "What happened?"
"One little girl was kinda smart and she stepped back a few steps," he said, "but the other little girl was kinda not so smart, and the man grabbed her, and he took her and he killed her. And now they found her body."
Jeez. Why? Why?! Why would someone do that? And why should a six-year-old ever have to know they did? But if he doesn't know, then he's in danger himself.
I was so saddened, it took me a minute to say much that was helpful, but I suddenly remembered a 60 Minutes segment on the subject.
"CJ," I asked, "What should you do if a grown-up you don't know asks you for help? Say, his dog is lost or sick? Or he can't find his daughter? What should you do?"
He thought. "Say 'no'," he said, and then, "Step back."
"No, CJ," I said. "RUN!! Run as fast as you can to your grown-up--to Mom, or Dad, or your teacher, or me. Run! Do you know why?"
"Yes. Actually,no." he said. (He and his sister are both so cute that way. They want so badly to be able to say they understand or know everything, but then they back off that yes answer. Every time.)
I answered my question for him. "Because grown-ups don't ask kids for help. Not kids they don't know. Never. When a grown-up needs help he asks another grown-up. They don't ask kids."
He was listening, paying close attention. "So, if a grown-up you don't know asks for help, what do you do?"
"Run," he said, "and go tell my mom or my teacher."
"How fast?" I said, and at his perplexed look, I answered the question for him again. "Very fast. Because grown-ups never ask kids for help. If they do, there's something wrong. Run and find your grown-up as fast as you can."
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