<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Nov 2024 02:53:52 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Garden</category><category>Artist Spotlights</category><category>Handmade</category><category>Home</category><category>Art</category><category>Crafts</category><category>DIY</category><category>Tribute</category><category>Promotion</category><category>Vintage</category><category>Activism</category><category>Children&#39;s Books</category><category>Family</category><category>Films</category><category>Pinterest</category><category>Recipes</category><title>Sarah Elizabeth</title><description>Creating and Re-creating, One Stitch at a Time.</description><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-1797753664546097523</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Mar 2013 03:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T22:18:25.211-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Garden</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home</category><title>A Year and Some Change</title><atom:summary type="text">
And they tell him, &quot;Take your time. It won&#39;t be long now.&#39;Til your drag your feet to slow the circles down.&quot;

And the seasons they go &#39;round and &#39;round

❧&amp;nbsp; Joni Mitchell 





It has been over a year since my last post and oh my! there have been some changes.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve moved, obtained a small flock of hens, married and last but not least, I will have a kiddo this spring!&amp;nbsp; Nothing like</atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2013/03/a-year-and-some-change.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik1Nvv9EfzGeMDZB6BGDyUM5UyO7PDpgiLThQgnLvvn5ynxVutvAwttU_V0CJYXVYyoycAGU-7A6qbVX0kV8OQQjtiM4Uk9CjhNxvsIGhJWbEahCEHg3zqONIM8G_vBqRdeGjKpI4WFsc/s72-c/DSCF2662.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-4802969477548234453</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2012 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T21:41:03.242-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">DIY</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pinterest</category><title>Very Pinteresting.</title><atom:summary type="text">









Source: honestlywtf.com via Sarah on Pinterest














Dear Friends,

It&#39;s been awhile...&amp;nbsp; Hello!

I&#39;m afraid I&#39;m a little behind the times, but recently I have discovered Pinterest, and if you aren&#39;t on the train yet, look out... it&#39;s like the best bulletin board/scrapbook ever!&amp;nbsp; Basically, you find things you like all over the internet (think recipes, craft ideas, </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2012/02/very-pinteresting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-2658944779556728576</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 03:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-15T23:05:50.482-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Activism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tribute</category><title>A Beautiful Mind...</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;For  every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there  is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart  somewhere to receive it. - Ivan Panin

Whilst poking about on the world-wide-inter-web and feeling mighty inspired by the crafty work of others I came upon a lovely little site called A Beautiful Idea.&amp;nbsp; The brainchild of Miss Evie Shaffer, A </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2011/03/beautiful-mind.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-7233719776143180308</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 23:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-30T16:58:16.510-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">DIY</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Recipes</category><title>Get Happy, Eat Cake</title><atom:summary type="text">
Forget your troubles, c&#39;mon, get happy

You better chase all your cares away.

❧ Judy Garland as Jane Falbury in Summer Stock 



It has snowed here.&amp;nbsp; A lot.&amp;nbsp; I love snow and today was absolutely gorgeous, but sometimes winter starts to feel long and when I need to get happy quick the only thing to do is bake something tasty.

Today I made a small adaptation to a recipe called &quot;Granny </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2011/02/get-happy-eat-cake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-7051623639344257371</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 22:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-20T17:49:30.622-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Handmade</category><title>Mr. French, Revisited a.k.a Progress Report Part II</title><atom:summary type="text">I knew that I had been missing some pretty priceless pictures, but I did not know that they were so easily accessible.&amp;nbsp; These coveted pictures were hiding on my ancient digital camera, which had a dead battery for approximately seven months.&amp;nbsp; Oh, the joy of joyous occasions it was when I discovered the most pricelessest of priceless pictures; the one and only, Mr. French.&amp;nbsp; You may </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2011/01/mr-french-revisited-aka-progress-report.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn7-Ro49f-1W7apHxg7e7recb8bo2QTcen0AE3jhLSJbd8O7laI1yZf5S074y1H2gITEohNHVaFF-5UFnXriDYZz-pCU53fFRdcJmJISwGZduW3xpc5e4OdmzpPl1TxD0sob2P_ytpATc/s72-c/DSCF2335.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-4045524570535309733</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 22:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-20T17:18:50.326-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crafts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Handmade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Promotion</category><title>How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count the Deals...</title><atom:summary type="text">Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.&amp;nbsp; ~Albert Einstein~o~o~o~&amp;nbsp; 10% off Entire Etsy Shop ~o~o~o~
Okay, here&#39;s what&#39;s up - from now through Valentines Day everything in my Etsy Shop is 10% off when you enter CANDY HEARTS into the notes to seller.&amp;nbsp; Get your sweetie something fuzzy, or your kiddo a huggable critter or show that co-worker how much you care.&amp;nbsp; </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-do-i-love-thee-let-me-count-deals.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH8HlVAZF6tuZ5VkvpMF_GubMXPF2TpzhGnw-zKw60vrGhOKPeXJKKPHfnAkJ-nUGZgGvcMM8kGrJW0hyKxW6C14wZMdLR7q8zBQP5KTjv0bBjFw1g_Z_ev7HJeMpBCeHJBVadn1J5jJ4/s72-c/DSCF2357.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-50819921954147925</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2011 03:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-05T22:38:19.376-05:00</atom:updated><title>Let it Snow</title><atom:summary type="text">Winter is the perfect time of year to cozy up with a warm mug of hot chocolate, a cozy quilt and a nice book.&amp;nbsp; Some of my favorite books are the stories that I grew up with, particularly those about winter.&amp;nbsp; I love some of the classics, like How the Grinch Stole Christmas and &#39;Twas the Night Before Christmas but some of my favorites don&#39;t have anything to do with holidays, but rather, </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-it-snow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-1659654502476947671</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 18:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-02T15:12:07.061-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Artist Spotlights</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Handmade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tribute</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vintage</category><title>Something Wicked This Way Comes...</title><atom:summary type="text"> Here&#39;s the smell of the blood still:&amp;nbsp;all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lady Macbeth, Act V. Scene 1
In honor of Halloween or perhaps because of my own Scottish lineage or maybe just to sound ever-so-slightly different from all the other spooky stuff out there, I have decided to do a small tribute to Macbeth (that&#39;s right... I said it... Macbeth, </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/11/something-wicked-this-way-comes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-7842238339894895299</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2010 01:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-05T21:26:58.519-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Artist Spotlights</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Films</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Handmade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tribute</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vintage</category><title>If You Want to Sing Out, Sing Out</title><atom:summary type="text">Well if you want to sing out, sing outand if you want to be free be free&#39;cause there&#39;s a million ways to beyou know that there are.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Cat Stevens
&amp;nbsp;Harold and Maude, a film from 1971 starring Ruth Gordon and Bud Court, is one of my favorite films of all time.&amp;nbsp; I saw the film as a Sophomore in high-school (thanks Amy!) and I have loved it ever since.&amp;nbsp; It may be, perhaps, </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-you-want-to-sing-out-sing-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-8626750138149838929</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 12:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-31T08:47:55.890-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Garden</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home</category><title>Smother Mother: Learning to Let a Garden do It&#39;s Thing</title><atom:summary type="text">I am confident that, in the end, common sense and justice will prevail. I&#39;m an optimist, brought up on the belief that if you wait to the end of the story, you get to see the good people live happily ever after. - Yusuf Islam (aka Cat Stevens)
This is my first season as a real gardener.&amp;nbsp; Not the back-porch-bulk-peanut-butter-container gardener, but an actual yard-garden gardener.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/08/smother-mother-learning-to-let-garden.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-91114363160761801</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 23:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-28T19:17:55.322-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Artist Spotlights</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children&#39;s Books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Garden</category><title>The Secret Garden: A Tribute</title><atom:summary type="text">

Mary Lennox tends her garden in the 1993 film
&amp;nbsp;Science, or para-science, tells us that geraniums bloom better if they are spoken to.&amp;nbsp; But a kind word every now and then is really quite enough.&amp;nbsp; Too much attention, like too much feeding, and weeding and hoeing, inhibits and embarrasses them.&amp;nbsp; ~Victoria Glendinning 


Unlock the Secret Garden with this Skeleton Key from Gwen </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/07/secret-garden-tribute.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-498677544166723006</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jul 2010 03:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-09T23:08:54.029-04:00</atom:updated><title>It&#39;s Too Darn Hot</title><atom:summary type="text">
 Summer afternoon - summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.&amp;nbsp; ~Henry James
Keep the sun off your face and an air of mystery with this straw hat from Kakalina Rose. 
Melting... that&#39;s what I&#39;ve been doing for the past few days in good old Upstate New York.&amp;nbsp; And though we try with all our might, the boys and I cannot manage to </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-too-darn-hot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-7168976525567336422</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2010 22:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-21T18:53:54.802-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Garden</category><title>How Does Your Garden Grow?</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;The time has come,&quot; the gardener said, &quot;to talk of many things, of beets, carrots and lettuces and sweet peas strung on strings.&amp;nbsp; And why the ground is dark-brown gold and flow&#39;rs are blossoming...&quot;
As you might guess from my Alice in Wonderland rip-off, I am quite excited for the garden!&amp;nbsp; My little seedlings are (for the most part) growing nicely and as of yet they have not been </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-does-your-garden-grow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ge5HIMpjhxqW0mrOpuRkaiVdkKcgBbWb2xCneD9hzXA9YJbSSSfXg_51kBUMz5WuLFuAUBw5kwWGg52q7vf5jgESaOUMYp_68xMDLm2aPoqvU6_7fabQHBmf3uaqFa4sm4LvCvmUeG0/s72-c/IMG00172-20100611-1832.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-8841205445973133543</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2010 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-22T13:04:18.254-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">DIY</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Garden</category><title>I Guess I&#39;ll Go Eat Worms...</title><atom:summary type="text">Okay, I will not be eating actual worms.&amp;nbsp; I will be eating the delicious food, that grows from the soil, that comes from the worms, that ate my garbage!&amp;nbsp; I know, compost is not something that usually gets one all riled up, but for me it is pretty darn fascinating.&amp;nbsp; Every time I&#39;m out in the yard and I see the robins digging for wiggly little worms I get excited thinking about my </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-guess-ill-go-eat-worms.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqIGOfsYZ3E8f3k777L8FCfbqXaHVXdjpuxV__NSD9lorwPu-gHFdzT8yaSgBopSrPRzPOmoweeg9nv_CpIb5NqYXuQFH8Ci9VM_Avku5Qks1yKlHcum265LXiT1xzq6Z9FL6AkoHWBf8/s72-c/Garden+Plot.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-5145025017872956145</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2010 00:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-22T13:05:16.109-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crafts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Garden</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home</category><title>Change of Pace</title><atom:summary type="text">I have moved to lovely Upstate New York and things are beginning to settle into place.&amp;nbsp; Do I have an actual room to call my own? Not yet.&amp;nbsp; Is there a grocery store in town?&amp;nbsp; Not exactly... but there will be soonish.&amp;nbsp; Oh, how I&#39;ve missed the little pleasures of the north country.
I&#39;ve been here since the end of March and since moving I have made eight dozen newspaper pots for </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/04/change-of-pace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4CjRSsSsF-uUWiQRpyYi7FdkkaSqxyUvt4zfaO6cikJS5Ia5EfZHUPMWqJfuqW6l8HBIKgUZuDPb0DLEQ5f9gyV1d8UTHiyv08HDALgJuxnBopgmbWiE5dEgGHd1f3TWShubfA8BhS5Y/s72-c/IMG00031-20100411-1904.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-2532028494140176780</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-22T13:02:43.891-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Artist Spotlights</category><title>If a Tree Falls in the Forest...</title><atom:summary type="text">
My home is deep in the forest near the roots of the mountains. -Treebeard&amp;nbsp;


For some reason I am on this strange enchanted-woodland-cuckoo-clock-fair-isle-knitting&amp;nbsp; kick.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it&#39;s the antlers I got for Christmas from my grandmother, maybe it&#39;s just springtime and the birds are chirping, or maybe I&#39;ve watched too many episodes of Faerie Tale Theater... the bottom line is there </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-tree-falls-in-forest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOm0E2KN9H08h23H0hlR3jyaBK2a1Wgty0Y_e1Kv3CAOPrj8E9Ht9_92n_1Old6xFrl3QrpHSzP7FmZyxGvRWNjmWS0w74TrgkqMOYEbseEhup2PIinWz6ZHB-CZsvetirdmf4pt-PguU/s72-c/cuckoo+clock.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-1688562181367197225</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 20:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-22T13:00:14.461-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Garden</category><title>Dreaming of Spring</title><atom:summary type="text">
It&#39;s that time of year.&amp;nbsp; The time of year where it snows and melts and snows and melts and snows and once again I&#39;m just itching to start my dear little seedlings so that I can have a bountiful crop of delicious treats, but I don&#39;t want to jump the gun.

&amp;nbsp;

Last year my tomatoes were a bit crowded and they ended up rather leggy with minimal fruit.  But this year will be my year!  I </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreaming-of-spring.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-7332244633792741935</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 21:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-22T13:01:40.075-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><title>Progress Report.... part 1</title><atom:summary type="text"> 
Today I spent some quality time working on the portrait of Mr. French and I do believe that I&#39;ve made some headway! Hooray!&amp;nbsp; 

I may have jumped the gun by telling a certain someone that this thing would be done by the end of the weekend (oops).&amp;nbsp; I often forget that oil paint takes several days to dry and then there&#39;s the fact that I&#39;m not quite finished yet.&amp;nbsp; Oh the joys of </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/02/progress-report-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE6Q7_QMWjORW4OYMg7V6pshDljsTgYvSUAZ309NwHxqrS3eD8mhXJM9i_wPbVbeDOm7dmseRGLIayvI_HwMEQFy4uUIa-3li8YPCaGlbyc1MA3aFHaSg8PeZB_yILoR5xGIbZI_tBXAo/s72-c/DSCF2235.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-1343392796254769686</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 00:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-22T13:01:59.537-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home</category><title>Mud and Drywall</title><atom:summary type="text">

I&#39;m currently in Canton, New York, helping a good friend finish the top floor of his bed and breakfast, 24 East Main.&amp;nbsp; It has been so invigorating to put down the knitting needles and pick up a broad knife and a spackle tray.&amp;nbsp; There is also something to be said for a full day of physical labor; I&#39;ve been sleeping and eating like a champion.&amp;nbsp; More on the progress of the B&amp;amp;B </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/02/mud-and-drywall.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-2662916762433749908</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 21:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-22T13:02:43.891-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Artist Spotlights</category><title>&#39;Tis the Season to Be Curling...</title><atom:summary type="text">... and skating and bobsledding and luge-ing.&amp;nbsp; The winter games have officially begun and I, for one, am absolutely thrilled!

Call me crazy, but I do believe that the Winter Games are ever so much more romantic than their summer counterpart.&amp;nbsp; I mean come on... biathlon anyone?
It&#39;s true, seeing those swimmers swim and those sprinters sprint is pretty darn exciting, but track and field </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/02/tis-season-to-be-curling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8n68Uq1uktyDK9SbJo71JDVkGkxi1RcRK0z5aAYCaPQ42R6dzLWiPJkMP2c47-epeeiS8ZU3lffQHjdoUL1FrVXhQlHs_2G88d63AxTGghaw14hDSDIGJo5Y66vyTmULa_1uaQjz4pzE/s72-c/il_430xN.121176355.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-7478680597529698741</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-22T13:02:43.892-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Artist Spotlights</category><title>Be Mine</title><atom:summary type="text">The Beatles said it best.  All you need is love.  All you need is love.  All you need is love, love.  Love is all you need.Okay.  So if love is, in fact, all you need, why is there such push for romance and gifts on that notorious holiday that falls on February 14th?  Nowhere does it say that little conversation hearts are necessary... right?So Valentine&#39;s Day.  I guess I understand the fact that</atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/01/be-mine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWjDIieUw5PU7n3hOLXvH5u5AKLjZj10wutklWDL05i3WfkG-4mhHZmuX6nsIg63eOHHiQ-csvTv__rXNZAGUeCo46PIhPyKbHf2UpixIOdbgdizugmsRF-Kb292TU2XiwggX7u6uNzUY/s72-c/love+birds.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-2430714023004124013</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 23:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-22T13:03:17.419-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><title>Monsieur French</title><atom:summary type="text">Mr. French will be the subject of my next portrait and his parents are very supportive and enthusiastic.  French is an amicable sort of chap with a great sense of style and though you can&#39;t tell from the picture he is rather rambunctious!   I&#39;m pretty excited to start painting.  Look for future posts of the progress of the painting.</atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/01/monsieur-french.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXHYoqCQZ1qFZhKjEFMfPKfK9QU3usi0DgsTUAVvQIvZCpOPdYzmEIDhoKlM093qbDTKqFLNM1f7Nlc5KWquxP6HvqVKK4DrCLScr0RpE6shOexw8EpmD-ORQ4TfskMkKkZDhYvoSK_O4/s72-c/omar3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7193574092700210688.post-7333803530938089035</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 01:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-20T17:20:15.811-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crafts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Handmade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Promotion</category><title>Free Shipping on Stuffies!!!</title><atom:summary type="text">Good news!  From now until Valentine&#39;s Day I&#39;m offering free shipping on every Stuffie in my Etsy Shop. Stuffies are one of a kind, hand sewn little critters made of recycled socks, sweaters and the like.  To sweeten the deal, if you mention this post in the &quot;notes to seller section&quot; I will take an additional 7% off your total purchase.  Spread the love...

P.S. This is Margot the Jellyfish and </atom:summary><link>http://sarahegraves.blogspot.com/2010/01/free-shipping-on-stuffies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkXpyFCmmh3K4z1hIJAlyG5BLH4evZEFBdH81Zt_8Izi3EBzl7aTc-6caUFGV5xRsR8Q2NN02Th7xjRruFMwI6wNuh7tQd_92K4_s2HpVEHo9eBDJJ-Vy3H-0YQX1vVtpzcOb0gllaRZs/s72-c/Margot+Jellyfish.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>