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Blue Mystique Orchid" /><title>sorta fabulous</title><subtitle type="html">frugal living and creating in reduced circumstances</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/qmZNx" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/qmznx" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEMR348eCp7ImA9WhBVFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-1010335495817399680</id><published>2013-04-19T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-19T13:18:06.070-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-19T13:18:06.070-07:00</app:edited><title>The Shoes of My Dreams for $8.50</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;My Clark's shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Last year as my family struggled along under reduced circumstances, I did something that I swore I'd never do - I bought a pair of shoes at a second hand store. Previously repulsed by the PU factor as well as the idea of ruining my feet with the wear patterns of a total stranger (why, back in the day I wouldn't even wear my sister's shoes!) I suddenly switched gears and hit the ground running.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When I was young, shoes were, as they are for many young women, a passion. But as I aged, shoe shopping became tedious. I bought a few good shoes for $60 - $80 at DSW; shoes that lasted for years and years. But as our income dropped and cost of living rose, it killed me to spend money on shoes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A friend confessed that she bought shoes at Goodwill. My locally A-list boss bought a pair of used sandals on ebay. I was frankly shocked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"You'd think nothing of wearing rented bowling shoes worn by hundreds of strangers, why not a pair someone wore once or twice?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So I now look long and hard at shoes on the rack at my current favorite second hand shop, 2nd Ave. I scan the display for interesting shoes. Finding what I like, I inspect them for wear. Honestly, some shoes look brand new - clean lines on the sole, inner part and labels looking fresh and bright; that new shoes stiffness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I wanted a pair of Clark's shoes. I just did. As happens to many of us, I fell in love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;with a particular pair of Clark's. At DSW and several other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;stores that I visited in my 
quest, I found the ideal pair. But in black. This time I wanted brown. 
They looked like urban moccasins but with nice soles and cute little 
side zippers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And there they were, at 2nd Ave.
 In my size. In brown. With very little wear. (The scuff on the toe is 
my own and so it the muddy smear from my own back yard). The shoes of my
 dreams for $8.50. Life is sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;iframe bordercolor="#000000" frameborder="0" height="150" hspace="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://ad.doubleclick.net/adi/N7433.148119.BLOGGEREN/B6534809.198;sz=180x150;ord=[timestamp]?;lid=41000613802463615;pid=1027845-72768-8.5M;usg=AFHzDLvlMWS5fLY1Igf56lgY1HLYFvB3Xw;adurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.famousfootwear.com%252FShopping%252Fproductdetails.aspx%253Fcatalog%25255Fname%253Dweb%2526pg%253D1027845%2526p%253D72768;pubid=633626;price=%2450.00;title=Clarks+April+Daisy+Sho...;merc=Famous+Footwear;imgsrc=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.famousfootwear.com%2Fproductimages%2Fshoes_ia72768.jpg;width=85;height=85" vspace="0" width="180"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/udkurzV13ug" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/1010335495817399680/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-shoes-of-my-dreams-for-850.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/1010335495817399680?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/1010335495817399680?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/udkurzV13ug/the-shoes-of-my-dreams-for-850.html" title="The Shoes of My Dreams for $8.50" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpvDo-Y756o/UXGgBKB0lTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3z_R0OsKcQc/s72-c/clarks.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-shoes-of-my-dreams-for-850.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IESHY7fip7ImA9WhBWGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-5779976113007215086</id><published>2013-04-14T12:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-14T12:58:29.806-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-14T12:58:29.806-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trash redo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="settee redo" /><title>Fixing Up Some Trash - My Free Settee</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ77Xb-cgYQ/UWsCa1EpSkI/AAAAAAAAAdc/33Yj1XooXrE/s1600/before.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJ77Xb-cgYQ/UWsCa1EpSkI/AAAAAAAAAdc/33Yj1XooXrE/s320/before.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this ugly little settee set out by the curb one day and carried it home thinking it would make a nice piece of extra seating when we had guests instead of the folding metal chairs with someone else's name scrawled in sharpie across the back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It needed a redo, sad as it was, and I thought that I'd just cover the seat and give it a quick paint job. All sorts of fanciful ideas floated - silver paint with blue and gray fabric, antique white or French gray with a piece of grain sacking. Of course I put if off, stuck it in the basement with the rest of the projects waiting to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Then a party loomed and I was in the mood! The fast, emergency chair redo went like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Rummage through the fabric scraps to find something big enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Clean off the wood and wicker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Glue loose parts with wood glue (I just tied it all up with rope for support til the glue was dry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Cover bench seat - wrap like a gift, tack, and staple (whoops, the bench seat was cracked so I just filled the crack with glue then taped over it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDAyf6nfDYg/UWsCfYqYfxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/TVgCmtATxRA/s1600/tackfab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDAyf6nfDYg/UWsCfYqYfxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/TVgCmtATxRA/s320/tackfab.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cover the seat with fabric&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Spray the fabric with Scotch Guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Screw the seat onto the frame (through the screw holes below) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Once I popped the covered seat onto the frame I realized that it looked just fine without a paint job. The wood that had looked so horrible was now perfectly acceptable paired with the attractive new fabric.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reqDl56BnnI/UWsCjD5Ll8I/AAAAAAAAAds/zVOY4hdMi7k/s1600/done2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reqDl56BnnI/UWsCjD5Ll8I/AAAAAAAAAds/zVOY4hdMi7k/s320/done2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It looks so refreshed!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I was so happy with the quick change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;My family likes it too! They want to keep it upstairs instead of relegating it to the basement to bring up for company. My son no longer accuses me of stealing chairs from the people whose names were on the backs of the old ones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Instead of sitting on cold metal, ugly folding chairs left behind (or purloined) my honored guests can sit on a cute little settee that I pulled out of my neighbor's garbage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ice Candle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When the days are cold and the nights even colder, you can make one of these beautiful ice candles. Or you can make a lot of them. They are practically free! Brighten up winter nights or illuminate a pathway with these luminaries created with a block of ice and a tea candle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Here's how to make an ice candle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Grease the inside of a bucket.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fill the bucket with water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Set outside, away from the house (it's usually a few degrees warmer close to the house).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Make sure the ice bucket will not be sitting in the sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;After 2 or 3 days (depending on how cold it is) upend the bucket. The water freezes from the top and sides, leaving a&amp;nbsp; hollow at the bottom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Set the ice block on top of a couple of bricks, or raise it from the ground some way. You want it elevated so the fire gets oxygen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Set a lit tea candle below the concave bottom of the ice block.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When the ice melts, water droplets follow the ice walls down and do not drip onto the candle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, it must be below freezing for this to work. Temperatures just slightly above 32 degrees F during the day should not melt the ice. If the temperatures are not freezing, or in warmer months, you can do the freezing in a large freezer. Wouldn't that be pretty in summer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/CLNpT_ZqtWM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/3297947126542485070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2013/02/ice-candle-when-days-are-cold-and.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/3297947126542485070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/3297947126542485070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/CLNpT_ZqtWM/ice-candle-when-days-are-cold-and.html" title="" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5A-DjiKKxo/USEd5k_hU2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/HYsO2cUsfGk/s72-c/IceCandleNite2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2013/02/ice-candle-when-days-are-cold-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUFR3oycSp7ImA9WhNaE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-565820359848923627</id><published>2013-01-28T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2013-01-28T08:56:56.499-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-28T08:56:56.499-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the sky" /><title>The Beautiful Art in Every Day</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GYz5Iw-KcNI/UQapYFaVC8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TITdbqWLsYU/s1600/sky1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GYz5Iw-KcNI/UQapYFaVC8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TITdbqWLsYU/s320/sky1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Every New Year, I try to think about some way to improve myself. As many of us do, I ponder all sorts of resolutions. The problem with New Year's resolutions is that most of them fall by the wayside within a month or two. So this year, I thought, how about a real easy one! A resolution with little or no real commitment. Something that costs not one red cent. Something that will not deprive me of any pleasure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;For the year 2013, my resolution is to look up at the sky every day. Go ahead. Laugh. But how often do we look up into the sky? Look at that photograph. Nothing special about the day. Nothing special about the area. Just a beautiful damn sky. In fact, I can't think of anything that could be more gorgeous and there it was, right over my own humble home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Sky&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;You can try this yourself! Every single day, pause and take a good long look up. Clouds put on a crazy show. And a plain blue sky, one huge swath of blue, it's incredible and serves to show you how little your stupid problems are in the grand scheme of things. It's so relaxing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Now I could make all sorts of demands on myself. I even thought it would&amp;nbsp; be a neat idea to take a picture of the sky every day, sort of an art project, something that I could easily fail at. But no. Keep it simple. Just look up. You may surprise yourself by realizing that you don't really look at the sky at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Last week, I came down with a case of the flu and spend most of the week laid out on the sofa under a pile of blankets. Well, there goes the sky, I thought, then had the brilliant idea of opening the curtain! It wasn't easy. And believe it or not, there flew a Bald Eagle right over my house! No doubt about it, the big white head, the huge wing span.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The beautiful art of every day is right there over your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cKBukj8brYM/UQatTt04rrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-trYZuIDO-I/s1600/skyPainted.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cKBukj8brYM/UQatTt04rrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-trYZuIDO-I/s320/skyPainted.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/mnCJcWftSXc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/565820359848923627/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2013/01/the-beautiful-art-in-every-day.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/565820359848923627?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/565820359848923627?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/mnCJcWftSXc/the-beautiful-art-in-every-day.html" title="The Beautiful Art in Every Day" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GYz5Iw-KcNI/UQapYFaVC8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/TITdbqWLsYU/s72-c/sky1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2013/01/the-beautiful-art-in-every-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cARXkyeyp7ImA9WhNQFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-42904907708195849</id><published>2012-11-20T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-11-20T11:17:24.793-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-20T11:17:24.793-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blue orchid. Blue Mystique Orchid" /><title>Blue Mystique Orchids - Sorta Hideous</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ANNheolQB1Y/UKvRbraCWqI/AAAAAAAAAao/ctm3Xf1WrXM/s1600/blueorchid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ANNheolQB1Y/UKvRbraCWqI/AAAAAAAAAao/ctm3Xf1WrXM/s400/blueorchid.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Am I the only one to be shocked by the electric blue Phalaenopsis Orchids that have been popping up at garden centers? Though I do love blue flowers, there is something eerie if not hideous about these bluer than blue blooms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It's kind of like when you pass an accident on the highway and you have to slow down for a look-see even if you realize that what you are looking at is something that you should not. Some horror that will hunker down in your consciousness for the rest of your life, creeping to the surface at unexpected moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Blue Mystique has created a product that is not a hybridized plant, nor has it been painted with color. While the process is top secret, I imagine that it has to do with the plant sucking up some blue fluid shortly before the blooming period. Blue Mystique will eventually return to it's natural white color but the blue supposedly returns for 2 - 3 bloom cycles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Okay. Maybe for a little fun. Maybe for a blue themed party or (heaven forbid) wedding. Maybe your dear auntie loves the color blue and the plant would make a fun gift to use as an accent in her mostly blue home. But if you really want to purchase an orchid for someone and you are not sure of the perfect color, why not go with white. White goes with blue. White goes with everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It's not that I have anything against blue. My shutters are blue. The sky is blue. The ocean is, at times, blue. I wear blue shirts. I love the song "Blue Suede Shoes." And it's none of my business what other people enjoy, color-wise, in plants or any other venue. I am certainly no plant snob. I don't have the education, the wisdom, or the skill to boast any kind of plant elitism. But I can't help but think that I am not the only one to find these wild blue orchids anything but ugly. Maybe that's what really offends me, the fact that I find a flowering plant to be so awful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I love plants and flowers of every ilk. Except these monstrosities. I find myself turning away from them. I was afraid someone would catch me taking the photograph of the bloom produced by a top secret process like I was a plant spy.&amp;nbsp; I am embarrassed to be caught near them. Sorry, blue orchid lovers, but this one makes me gag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/krIoMLmCN0E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/42904907708195849/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/11/blue-mystique-orchids-sorta-hideous.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/42904907708195849?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/42904907708195849?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/krIoMLmCN0E/blue-mystique-orchids-sorta-hideous.html" title="Blue Mystique Orchids - Sorta Hideous" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ANNheolQB1Y/UKvRbraCWqI/AAAAAAAAAao/ctm3Xf1WrXM/s72-c/blueorchid.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/11/blue-mystique-orchids-sorta-hideous.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUNR3c8fip7ImA9WhNSGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-3500924697298160368</id><published>2012-11-02T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-11-02T09:38:16.976-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-02T09:38:16.976-07:00</app:edited><title>19th Century Landscape Painting Found in the Attic</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IR9tbMk-xDM/UJPxle898nI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bA9UlRQBNWE/s1600/1AlfredPntng.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IR9tbMk-xDM/UJPxle898nI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bA9UlRQBNWE/s400/1AlfredPntng.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Old landscape painting by Alfred Cookman Leach&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;We all have our favorite old things, old dishware, silverware, old paintings. I have always loved 19th century landscape paintings, perhaps I've been looking at the one on the right for over 50 years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The painting features a man herding sheep on a cold, wintery day and was painted by Alfred Cookman Leach, a descendant of John Penn (a signer of the Declaration of Independence). Alfred Cookman Leach was an architect who had a hand in the design of Baltimore, Maryland's Revolutionary Monument in Mount Royal Plaza. He also designed a home at the north east corner of Saint Paul Street and 31st Street in Baltimore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The painting is signed, "C Leach."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I remember, when I was young, my mother and I laughing at magazine articles that featured beautiful old things that people found in their attics or basements. How could that be, it sounded ridiculous. Yet my home is filled with the artifacts of my ancestors. Nearly everything in my living room once belonged to a dead person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alfred Cookman Leach on the Right&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The old things are beautiful, yet are significant with memory. The old trunk, the furniture, the chairs, and books were handled by people that I never met. I touch the things my ancestors touched. I feel the gentle spirit of Alfred. I can see what Alfred wanted people to see, how he saw things and interpreted things. I never met Alfred, yet here is a representation of him here with&amp;nbsp; me always, remembered in a way that I imagine he would want to be remembered with fondness as I sit in my kitchen trying to paint landscapes that just look old, that remind me of a man long gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://doloresmonet.hubpages.com/hub/What-lurks-in-the-shadowy-corners-of-Grandmoms-attic"&gt;(For more on this painting and Alfred Cookman Leach, you can read my story by clicking this link)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;After spending some years working on my garden by adding and rearranging plants, I decided to amp things up a bit by introducing some art. Sculpture, attractive stepping stones, amusing junk displays, and other man made items personalize your garden by creating a space that reflects your interests.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;My first little statue, found in a catalog, was a replica of the Savannah Bird Girl that was featured on the cover of one of my all time favorite books, &lt;i&gt;Midnight&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;in the Garden of Good and Evil &lt;/i&gt;(John Berendt 1994). So maybe the famous Bird Girl no longer graces Savannah's Bonaventure Cemetery, but a smaller version stands in my yard, a testament to my love for birds and novels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I like to place certain items inside shrubs, or under trees, almost hidden from view to add a whimsical surprise. I found a ceramic doll head at a thrift store and just knew she would wind up tucked between some evergreen boughs. She reminds me of a faerie peeking out of the greenery, an elvish face studying on passersby. I figured that few would even notice her, which somehow made her more interesting to me. Well, someone did notice her. They stole her away. I wonder where she is now and hope she found a good home. She'd become a bit weathered and her hair had gone ratty. I still miss her and am glad that I took a photograph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A young friend of mine made this attractive piece from salvaged bathroom tiles, rebar, and chain. The piece hangs on the edge of the garden, sometimes obscured by plants, but revealed when the growing season passes and in Spring when this picture was taken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I love how this looks like plants growing in a pot. Actually, the pot, one that I loved, a gift from my mother, broke in half. I could not part with it, so upended it in the soil to mimic a standing container. The plants are growing in the ground, but seem to burst out of a container that is much too small. I like containers but hate the constant watering. Using salvaged material is a great way to add interest and a bit of humor into a garden design. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Upended bottles used to edge gardens, hanging unusual objects from tree limbs, incorporating architectural salvage as an art form - you can create a personal space in your own back yard. You can add one or two art objects, or go wild and turn the place into one whole art piece. And when you think to yourself, that there is no place like home, you will be right.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Somehow, I accidentally own a collection of old children's books. Some were mine when I was a child; others given as gifts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The collection is not an investment, nor am I a collector who appreciates the value of old books. These are sentimental items. I love the illustrations and graphics, the adventure, and the old fashioned values. I appreciate how we've changed and old stereotypes seem far-fetched and absurd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Often, children are drawn into the habit of reading by series books. For me, it was the Bobbsey Twins. This old copy of &lt;i&gt;The Bobbsey Twins: Merry Days Indoor and&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Out&lt;/i&gt; by Laura Lee Hope (Grosset and Dunlap, New York, 1904) offers a view of a bygone era when people rode in horse drawn sleighs and happy children yelled things like, "Hurrah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/WB1ino2tfL0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/4411594722998277825/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/09/collections-sentimental-value-of.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/4411594722998277825?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/4411594722998277825?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/WB1ino2tfL0/collections-sentimental-value-of.html" title="Collections - The Sentimental Value of Children's Books" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f8RtK4zL0c8/UEpOr6GrqbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/yFJaUkoJEzk/s72-c/kidsbooks1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/09/collections-sentimental-value-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUENQ34zeyp7ImA9WhJQGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-3461718909737883605</id><published>2012-08-01T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-01T12:01:32.083-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-01T12:01:32.083-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="textiles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="handcrafted goods" /><title>Unique and Affordable Handcrafted Gifts</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;
Gift giving is so much fun, especially when you can find something that is both unique and affordable. Unfortunately, these two aspects do not often coincide. But I found some beautiful and affordable gifts created by a local artist at Baltimore's 2012 ArtScape.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-Cn-HymvA8/UBl54NK4JVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xA-N_SMreiQ/s1600/ArtScJen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-Cn-HymvA8/UBl54NK4JVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xA-N_SMreiQ/s320/ArtScJen.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wandered into JennyJen's booth to check out her handcrafted items. Her bird themed creations are adorable, whimsical fabric crafts guaranteed to make any gift recipient smile. Of course she offered more expensive and elaborate items as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The quilted designs of her potholders feature her locally famous birdy-birds appliqued on vintage style fabrics. They would made lovely hostess gifts, housewarming gifts, or something special for a bridal shower.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I bought a little zippered bag, handy for travel or just keeping stuff in. And if I really wanted to be cheep-cheep, she was selling birdy-bird iron on patches to decorate clothing, back-packs or just about anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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You can check out Jen's designs by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/94676538/birdy-bird-padded-patchwork-pot-holder"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Keeping the same objects in the same place in your home for a long period of time renders those items invisible. Favorite pictures and decorative items seem to disappear into familiarity. Thinking of this and looking at my hutch that held the same old antique glassware for seven months, I decided it was time for a change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Usually, I like to introduce floral, pinks and green dishware for Spring; blue and white for Summer, and woodsy themes in green and brown for Fall. Now it's time for something new.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Why not display an unusual collection of organic objects, interspersed with old metal, glass bottles, and a few candles for a bit of variety! I like to decorate my living room like a personal mini-museum, like a Victorian cabinet of curiosities. It&amp;nbsp; makes sense to group these objects together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cGZ95QHCGgE/UBadG__1fGI/AAAAAAAAAVA/k-aykRlN4YY/s1600/OrgHtchBst2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I walked around the house with a box, filling it with shells, coral rock, antlers, a handmade wooden spoon (made from my dead Japanese maple tree), shoe lasts, artisan tile, a bottle brush bear from the Adirondacks, the thrown out spigot handle from the historic home of someone I admire; and a few fossils that I found at Calvert Cliffs. Arranging the items was fun. The hutch now has a whole new look, with unique items gathered over the years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Every piece has a story behind it - the twig frame with my favorite camp-site view; a few old bottles that I found in a woods; a block of wood picked up on a beach; a little iron bird from my annual trip to Pennsylvania; a rock my son brought home from a beach in Denmark. The ice tongs are left over from the ice-box days, used to tote large chunks of ice. I found them in my grandfather's basement when he was downsizing. It's funny the things that people keep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/FZsKJM1ZO6w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/7027652291229094164/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/07/hutch-display-for-collections.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/7027652291229094164?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/7027652291229094164?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/FZsKJM1ZO6w/hutch-display-for-collections.html" title="Hutch Display for Collections" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z3v3GCBvHk/UBaZ_3V_AdI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ck1UtCCRKD8/s72-c/OrgHtchBest.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/07/hutch-display-for-collections.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08EQX0ycSp7ImA9WhJRFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-1374408688333965725</id><published>2012-07-16T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-16T16:36:40.399-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-16T16:36:40.399-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="headboard doesn't match frame" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="metal headboard" /><title>Headboard Does Not Match Bedframe</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Finding that special old headboard can be troublesome when the headboard does not match the frame. But you can do this. It's quite simple.&lt;/div&gt;
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For years, I had been searching for the headboard of my dreams - an old or faux antique steel headboard like you see in hospital wards in old movies. Not that I was actually going for that 1925 hospital ward look.&lt;/div&gt;
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The obstacles were finding a headboard that fit below the the slanted attic walls of my bedroom, and finding a headboard on the cheap. Twenty-five dollars at Good Will worked for me. Stupidly, I did not bring home the footboard and side frames that would have held the whole thing together. I just don't like footboards. They get in the way when you make the bed and interrupt the little space we have. Plus, you can't sit on the bottom of the bed. But it would have made so much more sense!&lt;/div&gt;
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The headboard was originally white with smears of red fingernail polish. I sanded it and spray painted it satin black. Two cans of spray paint left me with a little bit for future touch-ups.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It all seemed a bit wobbly so he attached the bottom horizontal bar of the headboard to the bed frame with glavanized tab tape, available in the plumbing section of your local hardware store. The tape stabilized the headboard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Then I found these old wood berry boxes at Carson's in the Cornfields (PA). I thought they would be nice for the homemade jams I like to give as gifts. I usually pick the fruit myself and think the boxes make an amusing container. The boxes looked a bit yucky, so I painted them with a wash of acrylic paint and water.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Adding a bit of tissue paper softens the edges. But lining the boxes with these hand knit wash cloths is not only appropriate, but looks pretty too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/3X_rJFrSFKY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/7587367169991716451/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/07/cute-container-for-homemade-soap.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/7587367169991716451?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/7587367169991716451?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/3X_rJFrSFKY/cute-container-for-homemade-soap.html" title="Cute Container for Homemade Soap" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0iZRvcZ6KAc/UACA6i4-gKI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ps7Nk9KbmSY/s72-c/soapBrryBskt.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/07/cute-container-for-homemade-soap.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YGQnk-fip7ImA9WhJbGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-2116720848646848383</id><published>2012-07-13T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-28T15:25:23.756-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-28T15:25:23.756-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="soap" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="homemade soap" /><title>Latest Batch of Homemade Soap</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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I have become interested in garden arches recently and found the one pictured on the right just yesterday. Vines grow up on a simple arch set in front of an opening between apartment houses. As the apartments were fairly ordinary, I thought the arch added an air of mystery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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At first, I heard a jingling sound. Looking up, I spotted a man who appeared to be a shaman. Wearing a long loose fitting jacket and trousers of mystery brown, printed with a metallic bronze, he came carrying a large bag,and a staff from which hung various objects, including jingle bells. His hat was rounded and conical, and he jingled as he walked, moving off to the right. He was very clean and neat, clean shaven, and the cloth of his costume appeared to be polished cotton, pressed and gleaming in the sunlight. &lt;/div&gt;
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The little child who was with me took a terrible fright and scampered toward the safety of my husband's arms. I wondered, at first, why a child who is interested in and amused by everything should take such fright at such a fascinating gentleman. Perhaps, he really was a shaman, or a sorcerer, witch doctor, whatever you want to call him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Where was he going, or coming from, with such jingling, with such a purposeful stride?&amp;nbsp; I thought of him as Jingle Man and could not help but believe, despite the fear of my young darling, that he was on some mission of mercy. Maybe it was his strange power, or costume that frightened her. Maybe I should have stopped him and asked for his business card. We can all use a shaman once in awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/uIitnrTEE1w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/6538082724268036524/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/06/garden-arch-adds-touch-of-mystery.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/6538082724268036524?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/6538082724268036524?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/uIitnrTEE1w/garden-arch-adds-touch-of-mystery.html" title="Garden Arch Adds a Touch Of Mystery" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDg9pN1YUtE/T-djx3U19XI/AAAAAAAAATE/E3ab5DauL_A/s72-c/GardenArchApts.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/06/garden-arch-adds-touch-of-mystery.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MERXY-fCp7ImA9WhVUFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-6857014214229321385</id><published>2012-05-21T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-21T07:10:04.854-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-21T07:10:04.854-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="garden arch" /><title>A Simple Blue Garden Arch</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;
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I love my backyard garden and am always looking for ways to add an inexpensive special touch. An arch placed at the entrance seemed like a good idea to create the feeling of entering a room. You walk into the garden and leave your troubles at the door, moving into an area of serenity and relaxation.&lt;/div&gt;
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Of course, I wanted to keep it simple and budget friendly. I purchased two ten foot 4 X 4s to use as side posts and two 2 X 8s for the top. Using a piece of stiff paper, I outlined a quick cutting guide, a simple curve, which I traced at each end of of the top cross beams. Then, using a jig saw, I cut the pieces.&lt;/div&gt;
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I chose a cobalt blue stain because I find the combination of blue and the greens of garden foliage to be quite inviting. I stained the wood before securing it with screws.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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My sons helped me to set up the arch. First, I dug two deep holes. We sunk the side pieces into a combination of rocks and cement.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I was very satisfied with the project. Then, on a trip to the National Arboretum in Washington DC, I spotted an arch that was quite similar and stained the same shade of blue! I love public gardens and often draw inspiration from visits to places like the National Arboretum as well as our local Cylburn Arboretum. Somehow, this time, I was one step ahead. Suddenly, I was no longer merely satisfied with my garden project, I was thrilled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/ap3B5yfZkGc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/6857014214229321385/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/05/simple-blue-garden-arch.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/6857014214229321385?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/6857014214229321385?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/ap3B5yfZkGc/simple-blue-garden-arch.html" title="A Simple Blue Garden Arch" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eJRiI1bnLic/T7pH-DxBwCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/m75qLudoBOQ/s72-c/GardenArch.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/05/simple-blue-garden-arch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIHSX0_fSp7ImA9WhVWEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-9143796851726600351</id><published>2012-04-23T14:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-23T14:28:58.345-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-23T14:28:58.345-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cheese portraits" /><title>Portraits in Cheese</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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I felt a pressing need to portray myself, as well as create a portrait of my handsome youngest son. All we had on hand at the time (this was at a party) were red napkins and that so called cheese that comes in a sort of spray can. Spray cheese, actually called Easy Cheese makes for a wonderful art medium.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The portrait of my son was so well&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;that he used it for his Facebook&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;avatar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/wVqqZ9Wiphk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/9143796851726600351/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/04/portraits-in-cheese.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/9143796851726600351?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/9143796851726600351?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/wVqqZ9Wiphk/portraits-in-cheese.html" title="Portraits in Cheese" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUHXU4bYDqc/T5XFfdNFamI/AAAAAAAAASA/W0vq1nvgI6s/s72-c/94.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/04/portraits-in-cheese.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UGRH0zfSp7ImA9WhVWEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-8019231059264079308</id><published>2012-04-23T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-23T14:07:05.385-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-23T14:07:05.385-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="digital photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="perfect light" /><title>Taking Pictures - It's All In the Light</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Ever since I got my new digital camera, an inexpensive Canon Power Shot A490, I've been taking pictures like a madwoman. Or a photographer. Every once in awhile, when I wonder how those professionals get such gorgeous shots, I remember that they not only have a skill honed by years of education and experience, and a high quality camera. And they take a gazillion pictures of one thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Not that I'm not taking way too many photographs, but digital cameras are great for that - take tons of photos, sooner or later, you're bound to get one right!&lt;/div&gt;
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There are, however, some occasions when you just know the photograph will look wonderful, when you know that you will get it right. Of course we all know that taking pictures midday washes out color and flattens the look of a photograph. And that it's best to have the sun behind your shoulder - in which case you have to watch so you don't wind up with a beautiful photograph marred by a silhouette of yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But there is that special light that comes before a storm, in late afternoon. The sky is partly cloudy, a heavy blanket of gray hoovers overhead, but the sun slants in from the edges. Run and get your camera! Now you may think, well of course the picture above is pretty - a pastoral sight, trees, blah blah blah. But in that slanted light, even the dullest landscape comes alive and the most ordinary becomes extraordinary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/p-owXns-v4I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/8019231059264079308/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/04/taking-pictures-its-all-in-light.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/8019231059264079308?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/8019231059264079308?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/p-owXns-v4I/taking-pictures-its-all-in-light.html" title="Taking Pictures - It's All In the Light" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5iNsWkPRvbo/T5XBIxH6UNI/AAAAAAAAARw/Th1ilFRL9Bs/s72-c/CromwellValleyLight.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/04/taking-pictures-its-all-in-light.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AASH48fyp7ImA9WhVTFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-6575053333551161388</id><published>2012-02-29T13:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T13:42:29.077-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-29T13:42:29.077-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DIY wedding flowers" /><title>Wedding Flowers - DIY Bouquets and Arrangements</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_AmlgOvonl8/T06U2uZbiuI/AAAAAAAAARY/tzbnzJxMAwA/s1600/wedding4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_AmlgOvonl8/T06U2uZbiuI/AAAAAAAAARY/tzbnzJxMAwA/s320/wedding4.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Weddings are wonderful but can be very expensive. You can save money on a wedding by doing your own flowers. Most of the cost of having professionally arranged flowers is in the labor. Now, I certainly don't want to dismiss the floral industry. Professionals can really create fabulous floral arrangements and wedding bouquets. But, when you are pinching pennies, you just have to get a bit creative.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9ZP6OctpcM/T06U_lOjq6I/AAAAAAAAARg/egKD00sHDf0/s1600/wedding54.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9ZP6OctpcM/T06U_lOjq6I/AAAAAAAAARg/egKD00sHDf0/s320/wedding54.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;There I am, old Dolores, fixing up a large combination of flowers in a rustic old bucket. This was an outdoor wedding, so we used all kinds of containers, from old buckets to mason jars. I went heavy on the filler flowers for a fluffy, natural look, adding solidago, Bells of Ireland,&amp;nbsp; and snap dragons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The bridesmaid bouquets on the left were simply created with large hydrangeas. Then we added ranunculus for the splash of orange that our bride so loved. The bridal bouquet, you can see at the back, was made of all orange roses with looped ribbons of monkey grass. All bouquets were secured by winding and pinning ribbons around the gathered stems. We put the bouquets together 2 days before the wedding, storing them in water in a cool place. Since we bought the flowers at a wholesale floral warehouse, the blooms were not fully opened, giving us enough time to do things a bit ahead of time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, you don't have to get fancy, or create a complex bouquet. Nothing is more beautiful than a handful of all the same type of flowers, a very popular concept. Sometimes combining flowers can be a bit much, while using only one kind gives an arrangement an elegant, yet simple look.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A0BRc6rgPOo/T06VGT875qI/AAAAAAAAARo/vgg8zDvxGRM/s1600/Lililes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A0BRc6rgPOo/T06VGT875qI/AAAAAAAAARo/vgg8zDvxGRM/s320/Lililes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The last time I created a wedding bouquet, I simply hand tied a few lilies. The bridesmaids carried 3 blooms, along with some fern, while the bride carried 5 blooms and fern. All were secured with white satin ribbon and white beaded pins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If you just use a few flowers, remember to include an odd number. It just works out better. Some time before the event, buy some of the types of flowers that you wish to use so that you can practice putting bouquets or arrangements together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;You can also use your own flowers, but flowers raised by the industry do have a tendency to last longer. And you can't always count on your own flowers to be in&amp;nbsp; perfect shape for the event. Of course, you can always plant the event around the time that your favorite flowers are in bloom. &lt;a href="http://doloresmonet.hubpages.com/hub/PlantHydrangeasforLargeLongLastingBlooms"&gt;Hydrangeas&lt;/a&gt;, for example, remain attractive for a long time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I wish that I had more pictures of the flowers, but I was too busy. And at the weddings, well, I was too busy having a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/CSsY2mTJ7k0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/6575053333551161388/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/02/wedding-flowers-diy-bouquets-and.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/6575053333551161388?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/6575053333551161388?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/CSsY2mTJ7k0/wedding-flowers-diy-bouquets-and.html" title="Wedding Flowers - DIY Bouquets and Arrangements" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_AmlgOvonl8/T06U2uZbiuI/AAAAAAAAARY/tzbnzJxMAwA/s72-c/wedding4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/02/wedding-flowers-diy-bouquets-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIDRX4yfCp7ImA9WhVTFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-4512012185306000415</id><published>2012-02-29T12:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T12:16:14.094-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-29T12:16:14.094-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flow blue" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blue and white dishes and nature" /><title>Blue and White Dishware - Classic and Beautiful</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DY4CurkxCKg/T05-mYUmFNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bPpI8Nlxz3A/s1600/DishesBlue%2526White.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DY4CurkxCKg/T05-mYUmFNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bPpI8Nlxz3A/s320/DishesBlue%2526White.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I love blue and white dishware and collect without discrimination. I love it all - my old Victorian Flow Blue, the clean lines of Finlandia patterns, and rustic blue and white spatterware and stoneware.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;There is something so clean and bright, a simple purity that speaks of home. Oscar Wilde once claimed that he feared he would never live up to his blue and white dishware. Old collectible Flow Blue can cost a fortune. Or you can find blue and white china for next to nothing at a thrift shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Blue and white are the colors of the sky, the sea, and the colors most associated with the Blessed Mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Blue and white china takes me to the beach, my favorite place in all the world, where all you can see before you is in shades of blue and white. The blue of the sky, the cobalt sea, scattered clouds, and the white foam of a breaking wave. Blue and white dishes suggest peace and peaceful surroundings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Blue and white  china reminds me of my favorite flowers, hydrangeas, the deep cobalt of  &lt;a href="http://doloresmonet.hubpages.com/hub/FlowBlueHowtoIDandValuetheCollectibleBlueandWhiteAntiqueChina"&gt;Flow Blue&lt;/a&gt; picks up on the most perfect hydrangea shade. I like to  arrange deep blue hydrangeas mixed with white flowers, lilies in  particular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Just looking up at home one day, I saw a &lt;a href="http://doloresmonet.hubpages.com/hub/AntiqueSpongewareandSpatterwareAnAmericanStonewareTradition"&gt;spongeware&lt;/a&gt; sky. The small fluffy clouds spattered across the deep blue sky reminding me of why I love blue and white dishes. It's like taking my favorite part of nature into my home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/-bieb0bbqd0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/4512012185306000415/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/02/blue-and-white-dishware-classic-and.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/4512012185306000415?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/4512012185306000415?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/-bieb0bbqd0/blue-and-white-dishware-classic-and.html" title="Blue and White Dishware - Classic and Beautiful" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DY4CurkxCKg/T05-mYUmFNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bPpI8Nlxz3A/s72-c/DishesBlue%2526White.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/02/blue-and-white-dishware-classic-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UERHg_eyp7ImA9WhJbGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-1350891143666916978</id><published>2012-02-29T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-09-28T15:26:45.643-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-28T15:26:45.643-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="paperwhites" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="paperwhites stink" /><title>Paperwhites -Beautiful White Flowers That Smell Bad</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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Paperwhites are beautiful white flowers often grown indoors during the winter months. Grown before Christmas, they make an excellent holiday decoration. Grown to bloom after the holidays, paperwhites brighten up the winter doldrums with their promise of spring.&lt;/div&gt;
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Members of the narcissus family of bulbs, paperwhites can be grown outdoors in warmer climates. But they make the biggest splash inside. Tall 12" - 18" stems produce tiny white bloom clusters (as pictured on right), that exude a distinctive aroma. So who put the stink in distinctive aroma?&lt;/div&gt;
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Some sources claim&amp;nbsp; that the scent comes from a chemical called indole, a musky smell that up to 1/4 of the population find, frankly, putrid. So doesn't that make me feel special!&lt;/div&gt;
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Now, some folks are offended by the smell of Oriental lilies. But I think that they mistake too much for too stinky. One or two Oriental lilies smell heavenly. More than that can be overwhelming so that the heady perfume becomes offensive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Paperwhites aren't like that at all. They just plain smell bad.&lt;/div&gt;
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Will I attempt to grow them again? Sure! They are so beautiful that I am willing to forgive the stench. &lt;/div&gt;
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Paperwhites are easy to grow. For most attractive results, plant an uneven number of bulbs, 5 or more. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just place the bulbs in rocks, pebbles, or a loose growing medium like shredded coconut fiber. Plant bulbs very shallow, allowing 2/3 or 3/4 of the bulb to protrude above the growing medium. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Add water, filling the container so that the water just touches the bottom of the bulbs. Maintain water level.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Alcohol - some growers add 5% alcohol to the water. The alcohol (gin, vodka, whiskey) prevent the stems from becoming too leggy.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Place potted bulbs in a cool dark place for 2 weeks or until sprouts grow 4" - 6" tall. (45 - 55 degrees F works well)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Move container into a bright location at about 60 - 65 degrees F (a good reason to keep the thermostat turned down).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Turn the container every day or so to help the plants grow straight (they will lean toward the light)&lt;/li&gt;
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If you want to go all out and have a dramatic show, plant all the bulbs at once. Or you can stagger planting a few bulbs at a time for a longer lasting show.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Paperwhites grown in this way are referred to as "forced." Forced blooms, in general, produce an attractive display, but create a weakened plant. Many people throw out the bulbs after the blooms have faded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Paperwhites stay in bloom for quite a long time. Remember to keep well watered.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/YEjDkfIAFUs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/1350891143666916978/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/02/paperwhites-beautiful-white-flowers.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/1350891143666916978?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/1350891143666916978?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/YEjDkfIAFUs/paperwhites-beautiful-white-flowers.html" title="Paperwhites -Beautiful White Flowers That Smell Bad" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pvJlVMhE-RA/T05kd7_XCTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/b_84fugupuw/s72-c/paperwhites.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/02/paperwhites-beautiful-white-flowers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQEQ30-eip7ImA9WhRbEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-8807305897965397450</id><published>2012-01-31T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:25:02.352-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-31T10:25:02.352-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas decoration" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="winter decoration" /><title>A Simple Winter Decoration</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DrCphHNEReI/TygqgJ1-CPI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YuvAAT0tvCM/s1600/xmas_hutch+detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DrCphHNEReI/TygqgJ1-CPI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YuvAAT0tvCM/s320/xmas_hutch+detail.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;For Christmas, or to give your home a special winter themed decoration, use some items already on hand, like this pretty cut glass sugar bowl. Or what ever it is. I picked it up at a thrift store for under $3.00.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I hate it when all the pretty Christmas decorations have been taken down. Suddenly, dull winter really looms. So, I like to create something that embraces the season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Cut glass is so attractive when it catches and reflects light. It reminds me of ice. For winter, I keep my open hutch full of Depression Glass, and various cut glass dishes that I have collected over the years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Before I put up the glass, I line the shelves with clear, tiny Christmas lights. A few small brads wedged into the crack between the shelf and the back of the hutch keep the lights anchored. I place the heaviest items (lead crystal) at the edges to help secure the lights.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;During the long, dark nights of winter, when I am in the mood for a bit of twinkle, I plug in the lights, creating an icy reflection, a winter wonderland on my hutch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/VhRILmdAyKM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/8807305897965397450/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-winter-decoration.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/8807305897965397450?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/8807305897965397450?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/VhRILmdAyKM/simple-winter-decoration.html" title="A Simple Winter Decoration" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DrCphHNEReI/TygqgJ1-CPI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YuvAAT0tvCM/s72-c/xmas_hutch+detail.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-winter-decoration.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UBSX0-fSp7ImA9WhJbGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-6876384646897277526</id><published>2011-12-05T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-09-28T15:27:38.355-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-28T15:27:38.355-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vintage silver plate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mercury glass" /><title>Mercury Glass or Poor Man's Silver</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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Mercury Glass is back in style and featured in catalogs like Pottery Barn and Wisteria, and popping up at my favorite chain boutique, Anthropologie. The glimmering silvery candle holders, lamps, and home accents look elegant paired with white for a dazzling winter glow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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From the 1840's to the early 1930's, mercury glass was produced and offered to the public as a substitute for sterling silver. Called "poor man's silver," this double walled glass contained no mercury. A liquid silver was poured between the glass walls and sealed to prevent tarnish. Old mercury glass was often etched, providing even more twinkle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today, antique mercury glass is somewhat hard to find, due to breakage, and so can be quite expensive. The new versions are affordable, even for those on a tight budget.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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But living in reduced circumstances, combined with the fact that I already own way too much in the way of decorating accents, accumulated over the years, I think I'll pass on the mercury glass. I will use my vintage silver plate instead, and allow silver to stand in for mercury glass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AawwsNFQCec/Tt1oi1ci-NI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Es3yvkA0c4g/s1600/silverFlowers2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AawwsNFQCec/Tt1oi1ci-NI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Es3yvkA0c4g/s320/silverFlowers2.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Even buying used silver plate is cheaper than the new mercury glass. Thrift stores usually offer lots of silver plate for less than $5.00 an item. Look for the tell-tale black smudges that indicate tarnished silver. Just take it home and polish it up. Vintage silver plate is the new poor man's mercury glass! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;(Pictured above is new mercury glass. Pictured at right is a vintage silver plate sugar bowl with Queen Ann's Lace)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/eF56xO3QXPo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/6876384646897277526/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2011/12/mercury-glass-or-poor-mans-silver.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/6876384646897277526?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/6876384646897277526?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/eF56xO3QXPo/mercury-glass-or-poor-mans-silver.html" title="Mercury Glass or Poor Man's Silver" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0fqxqswaJmc/Tt1lizjbI3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/AG_-5PpXuMI/s72-c/mercuryglassAnthro.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2011/12/mercury-glass-or-poor-mans-silver.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUABRns-fCp7ImA9WhRSGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-7416404533961191942</id><published>2011-11-21T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T12:35:57.554-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-21T12:35:57.554-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wood shoe form" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shoemakers lasts" /><title>Vintage Wood Shoemakers' Lasts</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eepo7SbFs6o/TsqzjxT63JI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_sialNfK6tc/s1600/shoeFormSingle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eepo7SbFs6o/TsqzjxT63JI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_sialNfK6tc/s320/shoeFormSingle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vintage shoe forms or shoemakers' lasts make attractive home accents. These wood shoe forms, once used in the production of footwear add an industrial yet organic feel to any design motif.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Old shoe forms look great in an urban setting and are particularly suitable for a steampunk design style. Despite the seemingly quaint technology, the single last pictured to the right is dated 1959. Many of these shoemakers' molds bear dates, sizes, and the name of a manufacturer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Wood shoe lasts were made of a hardwood like maple to maintain shape through constant use. Chemical preservatives helped prevent swelling and shrinking of the wood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Je_3-TnOdPs/TsqxFVWXBYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/LgR8liayDEE/s1600/shoeform1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Je_3-TnOdPs/TsqxFVWXBYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/LgR8liayDEE/s320/shoeform1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The North East part of the United States was once a major manufacturing hub for footwear. As American production waned, many of these lasts became available in antique and salvage shops, as well as online sites, and can be quite inexpensive to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Before the Industrial Revolution, shoes were commonly made on straight lasts and not intended to fit the right or left foot. Shoes made in this manner obtained a fit through wear. It was not until the mid 1800's that shoe mills commonly made footwear to fit the right or left foot. Today, most shoe lasts are made of plastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/f0paLnTCds8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/7416404533961191942/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2011/11/vintage-wood-shoemakers-lasts.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/7416404533961191942?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/7416404533961191942?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/f0paLnTCds8/vintage-wood-shoemakers-lasts.html" title="Vintage Wood Shoemakers' Lasts" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eepo7SbFs6o/TsqzjxT63JI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_sialNfK6tc/s72-c/shoeFormSingle.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2011/11/vintage-wood-shoemakers-lasts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUNR3k-eCp7ImA9WhRSFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-8135814282112687647</id><published>2011-11-16T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T14:24:56.750-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-16T14:24:56.750-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="landscape quilt" /><title>Make an Easy Landscape Quilt Pillow Cover</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93Up8lmBfOg/TsQqn8EwxSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NuCtdNvZduI/s1600/LndscpQltClose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93Up8lmBfOg/TsQqn8EwxSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NuCtdNvZduI/s320/LndscpQltClose.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Some time ago, I became enamored with landscape quilts. I love landscape art in general and have attempted to paint a few landscapes myself. When I first heard of landscape quilts, I was intrigued. After searching the internet for examples, I was flummoxed. No way could I create something like that, or even understand the complicated skills needed to produce such work! The artistic talent, the sewing skills, and the patience were way beyond my humble capabilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So I decided to cheat. I made a pillow, covered on one side with the simplest landscape possible. At Joanne's I found several fabrics that would fit the bill, including one that looked like white birch&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; bark.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I made a simple scene - several birch tree trunks in front of a larger forest which I suggested by using a deep green batik as a background. A wavy blue batik became a water feature. A lake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;After washing, ironing, and starching the fabric, I cut the green batik background. Next, I cut a strip of the "water" and sewed them together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Thinner strips made the birch trunks. I cut the fabric with the slight bark pattern into long strips. I did not cut them perfectly straight, opting for a more natural look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-av22bGUvDVg/TsQxZKTh7xI/AAAAAAAAAOw/zXGoMfLpWqY/s1600/LndscpQltAll.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-av22bGUvDVg/TsQxZKTh7xI/AAAAAAAAAOw/zXGoMfLpWqY/s320/LndscpQltAll.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The edges of the trunks were hemmed with an iron, then&amp;nbsp; stitched to the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Using black embroidery floss, I added some dark shadows to the trunks, as well as some thin, black branches.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The leaves were embroidered in metallic gold to give the suggestion of leaves catching a glint of sunlight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Voila! I made my own little landscape quilt and can honestly say that I am quite pleased with the result. Of course, it doesn't hold a candle to the quilts made by expert artists, but it certainly was fun. Though this project was simple, it gave me a taste of the real thing, and an honest appreciation of and admiration for the people who create those totally fabulous landscape quilts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If you want to check out some beautiful landscape quilts, check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://judyalexander.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-have-been-up-to-something.html" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Judy Alexander&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bobbiesullivan.com/landscape.html" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Bobbie Sullivan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~4/CTfpqdZnfLk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/feeds/8135814282112687647/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2011/11/make-easy-landscape-quilt-pillow-cover.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/8135814282112687647?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/642647704415938942/posts/default/8135814282112687647?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/qmZNx/~3/CTfpqdZnfLk/make-easy-landscape-quilt-pillow-cover.html" title="Make an Easy Landscape Quilt Pillow Cover" /><author><name>Dolores Monet</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/108645309637731398611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dClwC-9MBoI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/geqbeTfRCNg/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93Up8lmBfOg/TsQqn8EwxSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NuCtdNvZduI/s72-c/LndscpQltClose.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sortafabulous.blogspot.com/2011/11/make-easy-landscape-quilt-pillow-cover.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MNQnkyeyp7ImA9WhRTEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-642647704415938942.post-7887231177734917669</id><published>2011-11-01T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T13:31:33.793-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-01T13:31:33.793-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="abandoned house" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dream house" /><title>I Found My Dream House - Yes I Did</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGmGgP5XwFQ/TrBVvHwO9II/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-FuZxeUh5XE/s1600/OldHouse2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGmGgP5XwFQ/TrBVvHwO9II/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-FuZxeUh5XE/s320/OldHouse2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found my Dream House, really I did. Not the idealized architecturally significant wonder home, or the cottage hidden behind hollyhocks and a white picket fence, but the place that I visited in several dreams. I haven't had that particular dream for some time, so the real one was as abandoned and decrepit as it would be if it was a barely remembered, deserted dream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Just like the one I dreamed about, it was an old farm house, two and a half stories, build close to a hill that rose up on the north side. In the dream, I was walking beside the outside walls, down the hill, through dry, sweet smelling weeds. And I can smell the water, wet rocks, and sun shining on grass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So, there was the real one, sans the green painted clapboard and brown trim. Paint was a distant memory here. Part of the house was built of logs and the lawn slanted gently&amp;nbsp; toward the water. A sycamore grew down by the clear, spring fed stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2xCbhrk-2Q/TrBV8mGoD9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/TU3g8T0m5Do/s1600/kiln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2xCbhrk-2Q/TrBV8mGoD9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/TU3g8T0m5Do/s320/kiln.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like in the dream, crickets make way for me and silhouetted birds sing in the trees. I hear an oriole and a king fisher.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A ruin stands nearby, an old kiln that looks like a place in a fairy tale.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The white paneled door stands open. Do I enter? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_E6kzLPGQU/TrBWnbs21FI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GJgd8g4QVko/s1600/OldHouseOldDoor2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_E6kzLPGQU/TrBWnbs21FI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GJgd8g4QVko/s320/OldHouseOldDoor2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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