<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909</id><updated>2009-11-16T12:34:40.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>musings of a sea witch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-6950354799347777432</id><published>2009-11-16T10:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:31:40.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>With Joyful Abandon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dive into your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!   This child will be covered in leaves rich in autumn's colors and he will emerge laughing, shaking off a few leaves and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will dive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in all over again.   Can you think of any better metaphor for life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SwFuVt1S1II/AAAAAAAAB8A/itTmP03qW7Q/s1600/leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404722347180741762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SwFuVt1S1II/AAAAAAAAB8A/itTmP03qW7Q/s400/leaves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This photo makes me smile in a big way.  What memories it invokes of my dad raking leaves into piles all over the yard  (no blowers back then) and then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pretending like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;he didn't want his three daughters messing them up by diving into them.  We would laugh and giggle and roll around in them until our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hair was full of nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Dad would pretend to grumble that we wrecked his work and he would have to rake them all over again...always making a bigger and deeper pile for us to jump back into. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SwFuQkpb_TI/AAAAAAAAB74/Oc5ewvG7Y2A/s1600/42-15408764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404722258815745330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SwFuQkpb_TI/AAAAAAAAB74/Oc5ewvG7Y2A/s400/42-15408764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even God's four-leggeds know a good time when they see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SwFuFbpdyFI/AAAAAAAAB7w/qenO4aD_dvY/s1600/kids_playing_with_leaves_istock_000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404722067421382738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SwFuFbpdyFI/AAAAAAAAB7w/qenO4aD_dvY/s400/kids_playing_with_leaves_istock_000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go, find a pile of leaves and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;send nature fluttering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all around you.   Have a wonderful Monday.  Sea Witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-6950354799347777432?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6950354799347777432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-joyful-abandon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/6950354799347777432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/6950354799347777432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-joyful-abandon.html' title='With Joyful Abandon'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SwFuVt1S1II/AAAAAAAAB8A/itTmP03qW7Q/s72-c/leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-8078844848489840140</id><published>2009-11-12T22:55:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:45:56.587-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th Posting'/><title type='text'>100th Post Winner is...</title><content type='html'>can you stand it? Who is the lucky winner of my 100th post drawing that my dog, Kota, selected by his cold, wet nose???? Why it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Catnip Studio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoo hoo, lots of horns, noisemakers, dogs barking, cats screeching, small children screaming with glee! Confetti dropping and cake for everyone! So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kathy of Catnip Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, please send me your snail mail address via email and I will pack your goodies up and send them on to you. If you are not familiar with Kathy's blog, &lt;a href="http://www.vintagecatnip.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.vintagecatnip.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, you must visit. This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one talented woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with a lot of oars in many seas as my hubby likes to say. It is her joy for life and her willingness to share her many talents with all of us through her blog that lured me to her site and kept me as a follower and a favorite. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations Kathy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Sv1on1PwHPI/AAAAAAAAB7o/UfnT2Ly_zrA/s1600-h/group2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403590161431796978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Sv1on1PwHPI/AAAAAAAAB7o/UfnT2Ly_zrA/s400/group2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 100 post stash but wait, there's more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzaCKWjwmI/AAAAAAAAB7g/5mdivrWf4c4/s1600-h/IMG_1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403433383611318882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzaCKWjwmI/AAAAAAAAB7g/5mdivrWf4c4/s400/IMG_1795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had a total of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;93 entries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I thank all of you who left comments, became followers and noted my 100 post giveaway on your blog. You made this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lots of fun for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I enjoyed reading all of your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZ7P3gMHI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/YzCNvTye8Zc/s1600-h/IMG_1803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403433264832589938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZ7P3gMHI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/YzCNvTye8Zc/s400/IMG_1803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Kota sniffing out the names to pull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZyNG1CMI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/WHpl8-o98Vk/s1600-h/IMG_1807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403433109472741570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZyNG1CMI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/WHpl8-o98Vk/s400/IMG_1807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the winners are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Catnip Studio (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vintagecatpnip.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.vintagecatpnip.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did you say winners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Why, yes I did. As I added a few more goodies to the larder, I decided to pull 6 other entries and send you a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sand and sea glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (mermaid's tears) in a tiny bottle necklace. I had made these while sailing in the Bahamas with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;honey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;a few years ago and sold them all over the Abacos to the local shops there. Legend says that if you take some sand from your visit to a beach, that you will return one day. With this simple little necklace and the bottle of island sand hanging from it, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wish the wearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the opportunity to travel to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bahamian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; island chain and enjoy their lovely beaches as I do. Here are those winners:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brocantess (&lt;a href="http://www.brocantess.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.brocantess.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Deb Sea (&lt;a href="http://www.dyingtobeyours.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.dyingtobeyours.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tracy (&lt;a href="http://www.athomeontheridge.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.athomeontheridge.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gypsy Purple (&lt;a href="http://www.gypsypurple.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.gypsypurple.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Barb (&lt;a href="http://www.thefrenchelements.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thefrenchelements.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Karen Valentine (&lt;a href="http://www.mydesertcottage.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.mydesertcottage.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, please send me your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;snail mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; via an email and I will have these wrapped and packaged to send to you. Excited to know that these are going all over the world, perhaps one day I will meet up with all of you as I adore travel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZlznWd5I/AAAAAAAAB7I/37Ix-V1BRVA/s1600-h/IMG_1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403432896471398290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZlznWd5I/AAAAAAAAB7I/37Ix-V1BRVA/s400/IMG_1798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sand and the sea glass were all taken from Elbow Cay, Abaco, Bahaamas. Kathy, you will also receive a necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZORk3xcI/AAAAAAAAB64/rUxLp8IDPDI/s1600-h/IMG_1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403432492197201346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZORk3xcI/AAAAAAAAB64/rUxLp8IDPDI/s400/IMG_1797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Closer look at that tiny bottle filled with Bahamian sand and sea glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZCAB3MLI/AAAAAAAAB6w/vRFWmwkx2k4/s1600-h/IMG_1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403432281328529586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvzZCAB3MLI/AAAAAAAAB6w/vRFWmwkx2k4/s400/IMG_1801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;few more treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have tossed into the 100th post package. Sweet, ladies china hand ashtray...yes, I said ashtray....too pretty for nasty ashes but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perfect for rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or hold some fresh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lavender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A vintage &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;millinery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bouquet that I repurposed into a blazer pin. It will always be spring when you wear this. And the pretty little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; under both of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for participating in my 100th Post Giveaway. I enjoyed reading all of your comments and making new friends. Have a wonderful weekend and blessings to everyone...and Happy Friday the 13th!   Sea Witch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-8078844848489840140?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8078844848489840140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-winner-is.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/8078844848489840140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/8078844848489840140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-winner-is.html' title='100th Post Winner is...'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Sv1on1PwHPI/AAAAAAAAB7o/UfnT2Ly_zrA/s72-c/group2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-3549874475281970673</id><published>2009-11-12T07:15:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:29:49.135-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parrotfish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='header'/><title type='text'>Is that a Parrotfish on my header?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I've &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;switched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out my header again. Just wasn't feeling the love with the spotted moray eel and needed a "lighter" feeling to the header, something &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more welcoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. What better way to welcome visitors then the sweet and funny face of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Parrot Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They have powerful jaws and teeth that look like the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beak of a parrot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I adore these goofy looking, brilliant colored species with their parrot shaped beaks that give you the appearance of them grinning right at you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To me they are the closest thing to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;swimming cartoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with their bright colors and funny faces. They are the most common and most colorful of species living on coral reefs around the world. All sizes and colors (I have seem some as big as a 50 pound dog), friendly and unafraid of divers, they will often follow you as you move around in their world. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photos enlarge when you click on them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svv_CqzngmI/AAAAAAAAB6g/H-Qay9nGaGw/s1600-h/bullethead%2520parrotfish%2520male.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403192599276651106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svv_CqzngmI/AAAAAAAAB6g/H-Qay9nGaGw/s400/bullethead%2520parrotfish%2520male.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stoplight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Parrotfish&lt;/span&gt; - male. Named for the brilliant yellow stoplight on its tail (pectoral fin).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sex changing fish, the colors of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Stoplight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;parrotfish&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;initial&lt;/span&gt; phase (below) when it could be either a male or female are dramatically different from when it is in the terminal phase (above) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sporting brilliant colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a male. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svv-9w0wBwI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/_dTidYOShTg/s1600-h/spectacled%2520parrotfish%2520female%2520night%2520colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403192514992670466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svv-9w0wBwI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/_dTidYOShTg/s400/spectacled%2520parrotfish%2520female%2520night%2520colors.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stoplight Parrot Fish either &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;male or female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in initial phase. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svv-4Wh1cVI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/3zWTOGcpWU4/s1600-h/spectacled%2520parrotfish%2520male3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403192422034665810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svv-4Wh1cVI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/3zWTOGcpWU4/s400/spectacled%2520parrotfish%2520male3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Parrotfish&lt;/span&gt; with a cheeky grin. Always a brilliant blue and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of my latest header.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svv-xOx786I/AAAAAAAAB6I/rim0DUVUlSo/s1600-h/parrot-fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403192299695633314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svv-xOx786I/AAAAAAAAB6I/rim0DUVUlSo/s400/parrot-fish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bi-color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Parrotfish&lt;/span&gt; - male How can you not be passionate about this species with so many brilliant colors to choose from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;parrotfish&lt;/span&gt; diet is primarily algae extracted from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chunks of coral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ripped from a reef. You can actually "hear" them crunching the coral while swimming with them. These coral crunchers &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pulverize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the coral with the grinding teeth in their throat and most of the sand in their region is actually the ground up and undigested coral they excrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a colorful day and thanks for stopping by. Sea Witch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-3549874475281970673?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3549874475281970673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-that-parrot-fish-on-my-header.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3549874475281970673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3549874475281970673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-that-parrot-fish-on-my-header.html' title='Is that a Parrotfish on my header?'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svv_CqzngmI/AAAAAAAAB6g/H-Qay9nGaGw/s72-c/bullethead%2520parrotfish%2520male.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-8579267806207950588</id><published>2009-11-11T08:24:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:25:59.132-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veterans Day'/><title type='text'>Let Us Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;On this Veterans Day, let us honor all of those who have given their lives in the pursuit of freedom, thank those who have previously fought, and those who continue to protect us today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Oxford University prominently displays a letter Abraham Lincoln wrote to a mother who lost five sons in the Civil War. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Scholars in England claim that Lincoln’s letter provides a “model of the purest English, rarely, if ever, surpassed.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;On Nov. 21, 1864, President Lincoln wrote to the widow Lydia Bixby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Dear Madam,&lt;br /&gt;I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any word of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Yours, very sincerely and respectfully,&lt;br /&gt;A. Lincoln &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402841209413513154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svq_dFjvL8I/AAAAAAAAB4g/I-CGSWnu2js/s400/lincoln-letter-2008-11-19-9-41-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You may recall hearing these words in the movie, "Saving Private Ryan." I cannot think of words truer that bring tears to my eyes, weight to my heart and thanks to my lips. Please join me in thanking a soldier, sailor, airman, or marine today for their commitment to this great country of ours and to what they give to the world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Proud mother of a US Army Captain. Sea Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402842056347588898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvrAOYojmSI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/aMTuYesnzUY/s400/m09_19105489.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402841990643252418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvrAKj3a_MI/AAAAAAAAB5I/79mE-uUFFgA/s400/m18_19129915.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402841907574446754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvrAFuaRmqI/AAAAAAAAB5A/IuHv9slcsZI/s400/m15_19118007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402841816869971602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvrAAcgpJpI/AAAAAAAAB44/KCDoqGSKruY/s400/m12_19122441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402841747018828770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svq_8YS1S-I/AAAAAAAAB4w/asfQkfvLXRQ/s400/m11_19113301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402841657546643794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svq_3K_AGVI/AAAAAAAAB4o/YnLCHeUh2xo/s400/m08_18858441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402842133424784706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvrAS3xMRUI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/FPWc2E7HOqA/s400/m22_19132581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-8579267806207950588?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8579267806207950588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-us-remember.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/8579267806207950588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/8579267806207950588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-us-remember.html' title='Let Us Remember'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Svq_dFjvL8I/AAAAAAAAB4g/I-CGSWnu2js/s72-c/lincoln-letter-2008-11-19-9-41-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-1311279116117457826</id><published>2009-11-10T10:14:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:53:05.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen of Hearts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Booth Display</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello everyone. I have two big open houses on the same night this season so I'm running amuck trying to get as many holiday items in both locations as fast as I can. Of course, they need to have an appealing look to entice folks into my booths. I got started this weekend on my larger space at Queen of Hearts and after a lot of restructuring of pieces, got quite a lot of inventory in. Still, I have lots more to place as I like to have a really filled booth during these open houses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402494691930780786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmETHV3tHI/AAAAAAAAB4A/lVtDFxD_DCc/s400/IMG_1791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A glass case filled and a farm table loaded with items.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402499902067705746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmJCYnUB5I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/83UgFAG9o0s/s400/IMG_1777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The perfect gowns for the "new moon" movie to premiere next week are hanging in the corner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmEHcACsvI/AAAAAAAAB3w/mjzAv4qQTt0/s1600-h/IMG_1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402494491317940978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmEHcACsvI/AAAAAAAAB3w/mjzAv4qQTt0/s400/IMG_1781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tree with vintage beaded ornaments from the 1960-70s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmED2hjpkI/AAAAAAAAB3o/ED2g9qfPKe4/s1600-h/IMG_1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402494429718357570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmED2hjpkI/AAAAAAAAB3o/ED2g9qfPKe4/s400/IMG_1776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy about this old farm table with its layers and layers of old paint.  Neat little drawer in the center has original metal knob that is delightfully bent.  I wonder how many home cooked meals were served on this table?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmD_EKzjnI/AAAAAAAAB3g/8GEiNETJ-Vo/s1600-h/IMG_1790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402494347481681522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmD_EKzjnI/AAAAAAAAB3g/8GEiNETJ-Vo/s400/IMG_1790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Antique wicker tiered server, mica house, depression glass green bowls, serving trays and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmD7NMaZfI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/3UbsNMbgF1M/s1600-h/IMG_1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402494281184863730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmD7NMaZfI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/3UbsNMbgF1M/s400/IMG_1789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Channeling the Temptations or the Miracles...I adore this white linen and sequined tux from the Motown era.  Hand made from a local tailor in Atlanta and original owner's name is sewn in the jacket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmD24PLxBI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/_dm9AO72d9s/s1600-h/IMG_1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402494206839866386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmD24PLxBI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/_dm9AO72d9s/s400/IMG_1787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Large gold leaf letters of the Child's message on a Victorian settee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmDt8lssWI/AAAAAAAAB3I/pwoLfv9KjjY/s1600-h/IMG_1782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402494053389218146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmDt8lssWI/AAAAAAAAB3I/pwoLfv9KjjY/s400/IMG_1782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love the old playpen and shutter on top that converts this into a functional buffet. Perfect for showing off you favorite holiday serving items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, I add more to my Vintage Village booth.  Will be drawing for my 100th post this weekend with the winner announced on Monday.  You may still leave a comment to enter into the 100th post giveaway.  Have a wonderful Tuesday.  Sea Witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-1311279116117457826?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1311279116117457826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-booth-display.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1311279116117457826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1311279116117457826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-booth-display.html' title='Christmas Booth Display'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvmETHV3tHI/AAAAAAAAB4A/lVtDFxD_DCc/s72-c/IMG_1791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-6568632619681196898</id><published>2009-11-08T22:49:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:58:52.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buford Junction Antiques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th Posting'/><title type='text'>100th Post and Buford Junction Antiques</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whoo hooo, this is my 100th post!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still can't believe that I have posted 100 thoughts,words, and photos and people actually came and stopped by to read them. What a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; terrific ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this has been so far. Now, if you have not already done so, please look at my 97th post to get a peak at the 100 post giveaway. I have actually added to it and those items will remain a surprise for the lucky winner. If you leave a comment you will be entered once, if you add yourself as a follower (or are already an existing follower AND leave a comment, you will be entered twice and if you leave a comment, are/become a follower AND mention this giveaway in your post, you will be entered three times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In keeping with special posts, I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;delighted to also share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with you some photos of one of my favorite local antique shops, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Buford Junction Antiques"...just across the tracks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Buford Junction Antiques is owned and run by Linda...a delightful woman who you will instantly bond with. She has a smile a mile wide and very knowledgeable about the antique field. I met Linda five years ago and have made lots of purchases for myself and for resale. If you are ever in Buford, GA, then this shop is one &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not to be missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(photos enlarge if you click on them&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveVId91VlI/AAAAAAAAB3A/dAJ3jnIAWg8/s1600-h/IMG_1686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401950250769667666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveVId91VlI/AAAAAAAAB3A/dAJ3jnIAWg8/s400/IMG_1686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Located next to the Buford Train Depot (and the train does come by several times a day with the rush of wind and the loud whistle, this shop has an inviting and comfortable front entrance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveU6qa0Y2I/AAAAAAAAB24/NS8c1rONj88/s1600-h/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401950013594297186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveU6qa0Y2I/AAAAAAAAB24/NS8c1rONj88/s400/IMG_1687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You will often find Linda along with friends both new and old sitting out front and enjoying the day and good conversation. You can see how easy it is to want to visit here often...it's like meeting up with your neighbor for local gossip and good conversation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUq4EFXTI/AAAAAAAAB2w/uX4Ko1Ir7K8/s1600-h/IMG_1688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401949742379130162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUq4EFXTI/AAAAAAAAB2w/uX4Ko1Ir7K8/s400/IMG_1688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lots of garden and outdoor items abound. If you like garden pieces, this is an excellent place to shop and the prices are fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUiS0tOjI/AAAAAAAAB2o/t9ljnnqH0D8/s1600-h/IMG_1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401949594943568434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUiS0tOjI/AAAAAAAAB2o/t9ljnnqH0D8/s400/IMG_1690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you enter through the antique door into the shop, you are bombarded with so many wonderful antiques and for every decor imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUZuj3vUI/AAAAAAAAB2g/d1mTD5npmGo/s1600-h/IMG_1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401949447770324290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUZuj3vUI/AAAAAAAAB2g/d1mTD5npmGo/s400/IMG_1691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where to begin, so many wonderful things to look at...and purchase!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUPr9C_EI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/EogqbUo__MU/s1600-h/IMG_1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401949275271920706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUPr9C_EI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/EogqbUo__MU/s400/IMG_1694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty white deacons seat with drawers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUCC55N8I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/VKQL1SQijkg/s1600-h/IMG_1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401949040914544578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveUCC55N8I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/VKQL1SQijkg/s400/IMG_1695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovely old french cupboard with original Prussian blue paint. One of my favorite pieces in the shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveT4Ts93OI/AAAAAAAAB2I/IhbNgQsXyq8/s1600-h/IMG_1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401948873625033954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveT4Ts93OI/AAAAAAAAB2I/IhbNgQsXyq8/s400/IMG_1699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A saddle and antique stoneware jugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveTbfjfXvI/AAAAAAAAB2A/_AZdlXbwqLA/s1600-h/IMG_1706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401948378590306034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveTbfjfXvI/AAAAAAAAB2A/_AZdlXbwqLA/s400/IMG_1706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whimsical blue stool and paper mache pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveS8c-quoI/AAAAAAAAB14/JOO2STTL-1w/s1600-h/IMG_1707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401947845323045506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveS8c-quoI/AAAAAAAAB14/JOO2STTL-1w/s400/IMG_1707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovely pie safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveSx_MYq0I/AAAAAAAAB1w/xecCCb-EbV4/s1600-h/IMG_1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401947665528826690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveSx_MYq0I/AAAAAAAAB1w/xecCCb-EbV4/s400/IMG_1709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A mantle full of pretty things and a wonderful Winter scene in an old frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveSjUtRuRI/AAAAAAAAB1o/kFhJVf1lTGk/s1600-h/IMG_1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401947413605890322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveSjUtRuRI/AAAAAAAAB1o/kFhJVf1lTGk/s400/IMG_1710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice Bessie Pease Goodman print in original round frame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveR3OMWVOI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/1F0YMIVXZ0c/s1600-h/IMG_1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401946655942923490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveR3OMWVOI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/1F0YMIVXZ0c/s400/IMG_1712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A pile of soft and warm quilts with vintage axes. Calling Carrie Nation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides these photos of what's inside the Buford Junction, there are two other rooms. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Special rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; One is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;outdoor shed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and it is a treasure trove of all things eclectic. The second room is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;basement work space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; where Linda brings vintage pieces back to life and also designs and creates furniture commission. Linda is a true craftswoman and the pieces she creates are amazing. I can't say it enough, if you are in Buford, then you must stop by Buford Junction Antiques and say hello. Thanks for stopping by and for making my 100th Post so much fun. Sea Witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-6568632619681196898?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6568632619681196898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-and-buford-junction-antiques.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/6568632619681196898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/6568632619681196898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-and-buford-junction-antiques.html' title='100th Post and Buford Junction Antiques'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SveVId91VlI/AAAAAAAAB3A/dAJ3jnIAWg8/s72-c/IMG_1686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-3080741524434695429</id><published>2009-11-06T06:55:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:51:03.296-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlelight Open House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th Posting'/><title type='text'>99 and counting! ...and free tutorial courtesy of The Feathered Nest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One more post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after this one and I've hit my 100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post! If you haven't left a comment, please do and you will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;entered in my 100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Post Giveaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You can get a sneak peak at some of the giveaway treasures two posts below this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, I have two &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holiday Open Houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to set up for and every spare minute has me slowing changing over my two booths. Just started on my largest one last evening and wanted to share some of the photos I took. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So much to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and this is only the start. I need more time...the words spoken by every dealer at this time of the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQQkIV2PbI/AAAAAAAAB1I/0moTEunKFFE/s1600-h/IMG_1688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400960066024521138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQQkIV2PbI/AAAAAAAAB1I/0moTEunKFFE/s400/IMG_1688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Red and green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is splashed everywhere, still so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQQdiq3SHI/AAAAAAAAB1A/vmWYDYwRiI0/s1600-h/IMG_1686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400959952832907378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQQdiq3SHI/AAAAAAAAB1A/vmWYDYwRiI0/s400/IMG_1686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Edwardian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shoes and angel candlesticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQQT4C-bQI/AAAAAAAAB04/NzqGyx_VDOE/s1600-h/IMG_1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400959786772491522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQQT4C-bQI/AAAAAAAAB04/NzqGyx_VDOE/s400/IMG_1689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;corner cupboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from an old farmhouse. So many decorating ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQQIhVL8KI/AAAAAAAAB0w/dAb7BStQr5c/s1600-h/IMG_1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400959591696298146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQQIhVL8KI/AAAAAAAAB0w/dAb7BStQr5c/s400/IMG_1690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Starting to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fill in the shelves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with holiday items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQPlz_ECSI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/Oc6oCW2RyEg/s1600-h/IMG_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400958995408357666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQPlz_ECSI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/Oc6oCW2RyEg/s400/IMG_1693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cowboy Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for stopping by, I have to go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;price more holiday items&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. Sea Witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. I was stopping in at my favorite sites and the delightful Dawn of &lt;strong&gt;The Feathered Nest&lt;/strong&gt; just offered up a free tutorial on how to create a lovely gift box &lt;a href="http://the-feathered-nest.blogspot.com/2009/11/free-gift-card-box-tutorial.html"&gt;http://the-feathered-nest.blogspot.com/2009/11/free-gift-card-box-tutorial.html&lt;/a&gt;. Dawn is "uber" talented and you can purchase her delightful tutorials on her blog However, today, Dawn is offering this "box to gift box" tutorial for FREE. Click the link above and she will show you how to turn an ordinary box into something extraordinary. Just in time for the holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400987007518224290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQpEVOfr6I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/dHFFxe0aJKk/s400/nov5+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-3080741524434695429?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3080741524434695429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/99-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3080741524434695429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3080741524434695429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/99-and-counting.html' title='99 and counting! ...and free tutorial courtesy of The Feathered Nest'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvQQkIV2PbI/AAAAAAAAB1I/0moTEunKFFE/s72-c/IMG_1688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-7453379474644813967</id><published>2009-11-05T09:24:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:59:19.089-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Station Wagon Ducks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th Posting'/><title type='text'>100th Post Giveaway and Station Wagon Ducks</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 posts away from 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and am excited to reach that milestone. Please leave a comment to be entered in the 100 post giveaway, if you follow my blog you will be entered a second time and if you mention the giveaway on your blog you will be entered a third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I woke up to a pair of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mallards in my back yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this morning, something that I don't usually see in suburban Atlanta. Lots of Canadian Geese but not mallards. Seeing their swishing little tails and hearing their low quacks reminded me of a story I posted for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dances with Flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://danceswithflowers.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://danceswithflowers.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt; back in July. She had taken to her bed with an illness and asked several of her blog friends to submit a story as a guest poster. Jennifer has a natural green thumb and all of God's flora truly dance for her. I submitted the below posting and I hope it puts a smile on your day and perhaps makes your laugh: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jennifer has asked me, the Sea Witch, to be a guest poster of which I am shamelessly flattered. Having read two guest postings so far I feel I am a wildflower in a garden of orchids as these folks that I have been asked to follow behind are knowledgeable and passionate about plant life. My only “expertise” is that I love anything that Mother Nature so willingly gives us, and having spent many days watering my dad’s pair of personal greenhouses when he and Mom were on vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was a New York City boy, born and raised, but somewhere in his soul he had a horticulturist’s heart. He adored flowering plants and especially roses. I remember growing up in New Jersey, surrounded with the over 100 different rose varieties and colors that dad tended to and nurtured around our yard. When the flowering season began, our yard would smell like a perfume counter. The heady scent of roses was everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400627120310885026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvLhwI54mqI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Hgc0T0J7quM/s400/roses.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dad was also obsessed with the Jackson and Perkins contest for nurturing the perfect white rose and spent years trying to cultivate a pure white rose, but never quite accomplishing that because deep in the center there always remained a gentle hue of lilac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were transferred to Minnesota in 1966, attempting to nurture flowering plants in a short, 6-week summer season was frustrating. So Dad turned to water plants, as we had a huge pond in our back yard. All I remember is that I had my own pond which meant I could swim in the summer, skim rocks and fish all year long and skate on the frozen water in the winter… even then, always a child of the sea… my mom used to say I would find a water world in a rain puddle. Dad wanted mallard ducks for the pond so he grabbed my sisters and me and we piled into the 1966 family station wagon and headed off to a duck farm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400625548286599458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvLgUoqFoSI/AAAAAAAAB0I/VifQ5V6gM44/s400/ducks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Dad purchased 6 female ducks and 2 males. Being a “city boy”, he thought it was a perfectly sound decision to put one daughter up front and the other two in the back seat and then put the ducks in with us. Hey, how bad could this ride be as it was only 8 miles to the house? The minute Dad turned the engine on the ducks began flying all over the inside of the car. The quacking noise was deafening and this transplanted city family learned firsthand what happens when ducks get nervous. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dad set land-speed records in getting us back to the house with my two younger sisters crying and screaming at the top of their 6 and 10 year old lungs… which did nothing to soothe the mood of the frightened ducks. The minute we pulled in the driveway, I opened the door and the ducks flew out and ran to the pond, quacking loudly and anxious to settle into their new digs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My mom heard the commotion, came out of the house and looked at her ducksh*t and feather covered and crying daughters, turned to my dad and said, “Paul, what the hell did you do to the girls?” At the grownup age of 12, I recognized how funny that sounded and how we looked and I began laughing — which only made my sisters wail louder. All my dad could do is turn the outside water on and hose us and the car down. Needless to say, we city folk never picked up ducks in a station wagon again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Have a wonderful day and watch out for station wagon ducks. Sea Witch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-7453379474644813967?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7453379474644813967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-giveaway-and-station-wagon.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/7453379474644813967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/7453379474644813967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-giveaway-and-station-wagon.html' title='100th Post Giveaway and Station Wagon Ducks'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvLhwI54mqI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Hgc0T0J7quM/s72-c/roses.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-3166733491527523685</id><published>2009-11-03T07:28:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:49:52.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sea Witch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th Posting'/><title type='text'>100th Post Give Away Sneak Peak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What to give away, what to give away? I'm 3 posts away from 100 and very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It feels like I just began this blog yesterday and not so long ago on a Friday, April 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2009. My first blog, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;motivated by a girlfriend's blog&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; contained no pictures, only words. &lt;a href="http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-she-blogs.html"&gt;http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-she-blogs.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was like jumping into the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ocean deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, would people read what I posted? Would I have anything to say? Would what I say have any value to me or to the reader? I took a deep breath and said to myself, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Go to it girl, at least you will have one constant reader...yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What I received was unexpected. I have reaped friendships, far reaching and wide. So many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;talented folks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out there and you have all blessed me in so many ways. I've never looked back and have enjoyed every minute of it. So on to the give aways:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399853477026402050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvAiILFRDwI/AAAAAAAAByY/DLi63C9pIYA/s400/blue+christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hardbound copy of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Mary Kay Andrews. You gotta love the adventures of an&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; antique dealer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; looking for love and the perfect acquisition all in Savannah, Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399853978640034994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvAilXvRrLI/AAAAAAAABy4/MqbrXBkOfeA/s400/scoop.jpg" border="0" /&gt; An &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ice cream scoop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; worthy of a Sea Witch with a pretty shell handle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399853618623521138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvAiQakpoXI/AAAAAAAAByg/CfNw4racGAw/s400/necklace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sea Witch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;designed necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wrought from faceted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adventurine&lt;/span&gt; beads, S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;warovski&lt;/span&gt; crystals, 14k dipped seed beads and a hand blown center bead by my lovely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stepdaughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399853741435116610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvAiXkFN3EI/AAAAAAAAByo/vH9o40jv1N0/s400/one.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Looks good so far, but wait, &lt;strong&gt;there's more&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399854415085645330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvAi-xoBLhI/AAAAAAAABzQ/jCC3kDSBNqM/s400/IMG_1686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm crazy about beautiful ribbons and trims. This is a one yard strip of a silk, rayon lame &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tapestry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ribbon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with tiny mirrors embroidered on it. So many uses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399853874711984018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvAifUk5d5I/AAAAAAAAByw/yROwrZkfZwo/s400/stocking.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Christmas is just around the corner and everyone can always use another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas stocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (or sock as we say up north). Sea Witch made, this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gro&lt;/span&gt;-grain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;taffeta&lt;/span&gt; in the color of the sea and hand &lt;strong&gt;embellished &lt;/strong&gt;with antique lace, kicky little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tassels&lt;/span&gt; and tiny bugle beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399854085730915042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvAirmru0uI/AAAAAAAABzA/fOKnQX8lznM/s400/papers.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;An assortment of pastel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;scrapping papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for your altered art or mixed media work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399854594648145042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvAjJOjDfJI/AAAAAAAABzY/BNtp9cid-BQ/s400/group2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So that is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;of my 100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post giveaways. There is more to be added over the next day or two. Leave a comment on this posting and you will be entered in the 100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post giveaway. Mention the 100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post giveaway on your blog and you will be entered twice. Become a follower on my blog and you will be entered again. I want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who has stopped by my blog since its beginning. You have all made this such a wonderful experience for me.  Sea Witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-3166733491527523685?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3166733491527523685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-give-away-sneak-peak.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3166733491527523685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3166733491527523685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-give-away-sneak-peak.html' title='100th Post Give Away Sneak Peak'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SvAiILFRDwI/AAAAAAAAByY/DLi63C9pIYA/s72-c/blue+christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-1102688184421059766</id><published>2009-11-01T21:44:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:48:17.823-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlelight Open House'/><title type='text'>Vintage Village is turning holiday &amp; I'm four shy of 100 posts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;favorite time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the year at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vintage Village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We are all preparing for the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candlelight Open House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that will run on the evening of November 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and then carry through Sunday, the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;. Dealers out do themselves decorating and bringing in their best to offer to our customers and the prices are always affordable. So below are a few pics of what is in the shop now BEFORE the Open House. These items will all be complimented by lots of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;holiday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pizazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shortly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5JD0k66CI/AAAAAAAAByQ/fGZ0PQNbcZk/s1600-h/IMG_1618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399333333265737762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5JD0k66CI/AAAAAAAAByQ/fGZ0PQNbcZk/s400/IMG_1618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5I94FjXPI/AAAAAAAAByI/e-YGuHic1WI/s1600-h/IMG_1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399333231128698098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5I94FjXPI/AAAAAAAAByI/e-YGuHic1WI/s400/IMG_1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IphuPuaI/AAAAAAAABx4/izYxluw_dRI/s1600-h/IMG_1659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332881527978402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IphuPuaI/AAAAAAAABx4/izYxluw_dRI/s400/IMG_1659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IiccE8wI/AAAAAAAABxw/nJnuSrkXSgE/s1600-h/IMG_1639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332759850513154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IiccE8wI/AAAAAAAABxw/nJnuSrkXSgE/s400/IMG_1639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IaxTZVEI/AAAAAAAABxo/BOjaCUI2epU/s1600-h/IMG_1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332628012291138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IaxTZVEI/AAAAAAAABxo/BOjaCUI2epU/s400/IMG_1652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IVosrtxI/AAAAAAAABxg/t755Bsc0YG8/s1600-h/IMG_1628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332539803088658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IVosrtxI/AAAAAAAABxg/t755Bsc0YG8/s400/IMG_1628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IO1T8CRI/AAAAAAAABxY/Xl1WpeV8gAk/s1600-h/IMG_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332422929877266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IO1T8CRI/AAAAAAAABxY/Xl1WpeV8gAk/s400/IMG_1606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IK5_NnEI/AAAAAAAABxQ/3UdZQ6ukDfM/s1600-h/IMG_1623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332355465649218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IK5_NnEI/AAAAAAAABxQ/3UdZQ6ukDfM/s400/IMG_1623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IFvFflGI/AAAAAAAABxI/p7qj7xM5vME/s1600-h/IMG_1671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332266639856738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5IFvFflGI/AAAAAAAABxI/p7qj7xM5vME/s400/IMG_1671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5H6QHbBPI/AAAAAAAABw4/7XGpK34TYIE/s1600-h/IMG_1605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332069347886322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5H6QHbBPI/AAAAAAAABw4/7XGpK34TYIE/s400/IMG_1605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5HzKM2ZaI/AAAAAAAABww/4MsaJN1cMBI/s1600-h/IMG_1599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331947500955042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5HzKM2ZaI/AAAAAAAABww/4MsaJN1cMBI/s400/IMG_1599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5HtTJjnuI/AAAAAAAABwo/WQlfNTYoBOE/s1600-h/IMG_1593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331846823845602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5HtTJjnuI/AAAAAAAABwo/WQlfNTYoBOE/s400/IMG_1593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You may view videos of last year's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Candlelight Open House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at this link: &lt;a href="http://vintagevillageantiquesandmore.com/openhouse.html"&gt;http://vintagevillageantiquesandmore.com/openhouse.html&lt;/a&gt;. Please allow a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;few moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the page to load as it contains three short videos but they still need a moment to cache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On another note, I just realized that this is my 96th post. Where did the time go? I can't believe tha I am 4 posts aways from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;100 posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I will have to start putting together my 100th post &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;giveaway TONIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Look for photos in my next post. Have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Monday. Sea Witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-1102688184421059766?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1102688184421059766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/vintage-village-is-turning-holiday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1102688184421059766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1102688184421059766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/vintage-village-is-turning-holiday.html' title='Vintage Village is turning holiday &amp; I&apos;m four shy of 100 posts'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Su5JD0k66CI/AAAAAAAAByQ/fGZ0PQNbcZk/s72-c/IMG_1618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-4799282933249613950</id><published>2009-10-30T07:07:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:31:31.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='html; chaos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='header'/><title type='text'>It's chaos, I tell you, chaos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you believe it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That Thanksgiving is 27 days away and that Christmas follows 31 days after that. I have two &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holiday Open Houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; during the week of November 19th and my living room looks like a Christmas warehouse that threw up in it. Vintage and holiday items are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;strewn everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's a good thing my honey is up at deer camp hunting with his friends or I may have lost him among the garland and snowmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SurNXoiG50I/AAAAAAAABwY/gJWtvaLbGIk/s1600-h/IMG_1566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398352909258123074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SurNXoiG50I/AAAAAAAABwY/gJWtvaLbGIk/s400/IMG_1566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SurNBHaunbI/AAAAAAAABwQ/JCuAHfZuXho/s1600-h/IMG_1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398352522411679154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SurNBHaunbI/AAAAAAAABwQ/JCuAHfZuXho/s400/IMG_1567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It always amazes me how a room full of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"stuff"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can come together in a booth. Just last week, I was stepping over harvest items and yet, it all pulled together as shown in this pic of a 1930's play pen &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;repurposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as a buffet by laying an old shutter (also from the 1930s) on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SurJkS25OOI/AAAAAAAABvw/MgT4WdE1jP4/s1600-h/IMG_1568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398348728731515106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SurJkS25OOI/AAAAAAAABvw/MgT4WdE1jP4/s400/IMG_1568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, as if I don't have enough to do, I stop in the middle of all of this to put together a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new header&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my blog. This shot is of a &lt;strong&gt;Spotted Moray Eel&lt;/strong&gt; who was nested next to a huge spiney sea &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;urchin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Those are the large, knitting needle size spines you see next to him. These creatures are as beautiful as they are frightening looking. As long as this is a &lt;strong&gt;mixed bag of blog conversation&lt;/strong&gt;, why not close with a pic of me at work today. I knew it was going to be nutz here as it is on every Friday, so why not wear a "little" mask to break the hectic pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376605056711458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Suri66QvOyI/AAAAAAAABwg/KYtPQcJUdc0/s400/IMG_1565.JPG" /&gt;Have a safe and fun Halloween if you celebrate and for for those of us who are under Daylight Savings time, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;remember to roll back your clocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this weekend. Sea Witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-4799282933249613950?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4799282933249613950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-chaos-i-tell-you-chaos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/4799282933249613950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/4799282933249613950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-chaos-i-tell-you-chaos.html' title='It&apos;s chaos, I tell you, chaos.'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SurNXoiG50I/AAAAAAAABwY/gJWtvaLbGIk/s72-c/IMG_1566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-4940838948287924794</id><published>2009-10-29T06:58:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:06:32.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skyblue-pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>Sky blue pink.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I was a little girl, my mother used to tell my sisters and I that her favorite color was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“skyblue-pink.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My love affair with a box of Crayolo 64 crayons (with sharpener on the box), as a child, told me that skyblue-pink &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wasn’t a color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But mom would say that if I would watch the sky, God would provide that color magically before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom was always right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I was witness to skyblue-pink in the sky many times throughout my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My honey and I had just checked into our room at a hotel in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Conway, New Hampshire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the evening. We had spent a marvelous day driving and walking all over the White Mountains. The leaves were turning and the air was cool and crisp…typical of fall in New England. I had stepped outside to get my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;knitting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;from the car when the color, skyblue-pink was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;painted across&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the early evening sky. Smiling, I thanked Mom and our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Creator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for giving me this amazing canvas and I watched until the sun had set as the colors intensified and then bled together into a dusky blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397980179824077970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Sul6X7MDbJI/AAAAAAAABvI/po3jutD2BDo/s400/IMG_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397980011415786930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Sul6OH0Y1bI/AAAAAAAABvA/kZ3xG9zEldE/s400/IMG_1517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397979733824170226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Sul599tY6PI/AAAAAAAABuw/npuf2daYhVg/s400/IMG_1531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397980573240128578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Sul6u0xv9EI/AAAAAAAABvY/5_ZYXy5V2U8/s400/IMG_1511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Such majesty in the world and all given to us so freely. Sea Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-4940838948287924794?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4940838948287924794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/sky-blue-pink.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/4940838948287924794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/4940838948287924794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/sky-blue-pink.html' title='Sky blue pink.'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Sul6X7MDbJI/AAAAAAAABvI/po3jutD2BDo/s72-c/IMG_1515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-4922545514820697518</id><published>2009-10-28T07:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T07:23:26.852-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silk ribbons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea shells'/><title type='text'>White Shell Wednesday or a dress fit for a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sea Captain's daughter, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mermaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or perhaps even a Sea Witch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397607505855673762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SugnbceCdaI/AAAAAAAABuo/-dRshNryulQ/s400/IMG_1180.JPG" /&gt;Part of the exhibit of &lt;strong&gt;"ladies" items&lt;/strong&gt; at the &lt;strong&gt;Maritime Museum&lt;/strong&gt; in Salem, MA. This sea shell encrusted dress looks like an offering straight from Project Runway and their found objects challenge. This seemingly size 14 beauty is encrusted with &lt;strong&gt;cowries, periwinkles and tiny clam shells&lt;/strong&gt; all resembling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bead work&lt;/span&gt;. I especially like the use of row after row of cowrie shells on the sleeves giving it the illusion of &lt;strong&gt;ruched silk&lt;/strong&gt;. This really is the ultimate Sailor's Valentine and I can share that this "Sea Witch" was dying to try this on no matter what the weight of this dress felt like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a lovely White Wednesday and just a reminder that we turn our clocks back this Sunday, November 1st. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-4922545514820697518?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4922545514820697518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/white-shell-wednesday-or-dress-fit-for.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/4922545514820697518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/4922545514820697518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/white-shell-wednesday-or-dress-fit-for.html' title='White Shell Wednesday or a dress fit for a'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SugnbceCdaI/AAAAAAAABuo/-dRshNryulQ/s72-c/IMG_1180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-8858007974641789820</id><published>2009-10-26T15:49:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T16:52:12.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baxter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Francis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doberman'/><title type='text'>Sweet Baxter has crossed over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baxter the Therapy Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a San-Diego-area Chow/Lab mix who spent years providing care and comfort to humans at the end of life, died last Friday at the age of 19. After a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;puppyhood&lt;/span&gt; of abuse, Baxter grew up to become a certified therapy dog and enjoyed fame and fans worldwide for his years of volunteer work at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;San Diego Hospice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, where he spent time cuddling, licking faces, and providing smiles for people in hospice care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oIrDbzoOxZc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 438px; HEIGHT: 336px" width="438" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIrDbzoOxZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIrDbzoOxZc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You may want to silence the music playing by going to the bottom of this blog page and clicking the playist off so you can hear the video of Baxter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even became the subject of an award-winning book: "&lt;a href="http://www.momentswithbaxter.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Moments with Baxter: Comfort and Love From the World's Best Therapy Dog&lt;/a&gt;." Many of those who knew Baxter believe that it was his own ailments that made him such a powerful companion to hospice patients. The arthritis that plagued him during the latter half of his life left him unable to walk. His owner, Melissa Joseph, helped him carry out his duties at the hospice by pulling him around in a cart and carrying him to patients' beds. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(article found at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PawNation&lt;/span&gt; and written by Rose &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Martelli&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And one more wonderful story about the love animals give us so freely. This is from my good friend "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whimsical Chick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;," you can visit her blog at: &lt;a href="http://awhimsicalchick.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://awhimsicalchick.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doberman is pregnant. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fireman had just saved her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from a fire in her house,rescuing her by carrying her out of the house into her front yard, then he continued to fight the fire. When he finally got done putting the fire out, he sat down to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;catch his breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and rest. A photographer from the Charlotte , North Carolina News- paper, noticed the dog in the distance looking at the fireman. He saw the Doberman walking straight toward the fire fighter and wondered what she was going to do. As he raised his camera, she came up to the tired man who had just saved her life and the lives of her unborn babies and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kissed him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just as the photographer snapped this photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397010634790355362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuYIk-evQaI/AAAAAAAABug/iNjmTqXd7O8/s400/doberman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such sweetness from God's creatures. St. Francis reminds us &lt;em&gt;"Not to hurt our humble brethren [the animals] is our first duty to them, but to stop there is not enough. We have a higher mission: to be of service to them whenever they require it." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all be kind to each other and freely assist those who are in need. Sea Witch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-8858007974641789820?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8858007974641789820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-baxter-has-crossed-over.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/8858007974641789820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/8858007974641789820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-baxter-has-crossed-over.html' title='Sweet Baxter has crossed over.'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuYIk-evQaI/AAAAAAAABug/iNjmTqXd7O8/s72-c/doberman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-3242830963612324888</id><published>2009-10-22T23:15:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:42:38.086-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seven Gables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawthorne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salem'/><title type='text'>House of the Seven Gables</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two of my favorite books are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;House of the Seven Gables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Scarlett Letter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Nathaniel Hawthorne, one of America's greatest authors. (on a personal note, I believe &lt;em&gt;The Scarlett Letter&lt;/em&gt; to be one of the great reads of literature offered to humanity. If we are honest, we can find a piece of ourselves in all of the main characters both good and bad, and hopefully have pulled lessons from them as well.) Having the opportunity to visit the Hawthorne's birthplace and the actual House of the Seven Gables was a real treat for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nathaniel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hathorne&lt;/span&gt;, born in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1804&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the city of Salem, Massachusetts later &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;changed his name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to "Hawthorne", adding a "w" to dissociate from relatives including John &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hathorne&lt;/span&gt;, a judge during the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Salem Witch Trials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. His writings center around New England and many works features moral allegories with Puritan inspiration. His fiction works are considered part of the dark romantic movement and his themes often center on the inherent evil and sin of humanity, and usually have a moral message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395748568847076418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGMvEdzzEI/AAAAAAAABuQ/U5qeoO5RRiQ/s400/IMG_1252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Statue of Nathaniel Hawthorne in Salem Square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGM3rGOwjI/AAAAAAAABuY/wRH7sQSi_Rw/s1600-h/IMG_1240.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGL68xTWSI/AAAAAAAABt4/AvEvtRBkJNc/s1600-h/IMG_1259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747673428154658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGL68xTWSI/AAAAAAAABt4/AvEvtRBkJNc/s400/IMG_1259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Entrance to the House of the Seven Gables or as it is known in Salem, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Turner-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ingersoll&lt;/span&gt; Mansion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; From the year &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1668&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; up until the present day, the House of the Seven Gables has been one of the most famous structures in America. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Half-way down a by street of one of our New England towns, stands a rusty wooden house with seven acutely peaked gables facing toward various points of the compass, and a huge, clustered chimney in the midst."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.bc.edu/~marko/7gab2.html#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hawthorne’s opening sentence to his novel The House of the Seven Gables manifests his fascination with the Turner-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ingersoll&lt;/span&gt; mansion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The mansion built by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Captain John Turner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stood out on the Salem seacoast as a symbol of wealth, but also a construction that produced awe and wonder. Turner’s mansion was an object of interest for Captain &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ingersoll&lt;/span&gt;, who years later bought the house. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Captain &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ingersoll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; capitalized on the house’s waterfront location, where he conducted his trade during the Age of Sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLyKNU5eI/AAAAAAAABtw/IzFhZXVw57g/s1600-h/IMG_1262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747522416535010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLyKNU5eI/AAAAAAAABtw/IzFhZXVw57g/s400/IMG_1262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The history of the House of the Seven Gables is incredible. It only stands now due to one woman and her vision; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Salem philanthropist Caroline &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Emmerton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She purchased the building, which, at that time, had only three gables, and hired Joseph Everett Chandler, a preservation architect, to restore it and interpret Hawthorne’s novel inside its rooms. In fact, the house only had three gables when Nathaniel Hawthorne knew it; the recollection of seven gables he immortalized came from his cousin’s youthful memories. This room is the only photo we could take indoors and is of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Settlement House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (one room) that Caroline &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Emmerton&lt;/span&gt; built to "help new immigrants settle into American life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLqrplmMI/AAAAAAAABto/FrYR8m2rElU/s1600-h/IMG_1264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747393954486466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLqrplmMI/AAAAAAAABto/FrYR8m2rElU/s400/IMG_1264.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back door of the Turner-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ingersoll&lt;/span&gt; house is beautifully reproduced from the original door and is constructed in the "Batten" setup. (a small piece of the original door can be seen in the attic of the home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLi6sHovI/AAAAAAAABtg/rKXaxlrFo_0/s1600-h/IMG_1265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747260552684274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLi6sHovI/AAAAAAAABtg/rKXaxlrFo_0/s400/IMG_1265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Batten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; door on the outside is decorated with scribe marks in a diamond &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pattern&lt;/span&gt; and tacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel Hawthorne was a relative of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ingersoll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;family and kept in contact with his cousin Susanna. From his visits to see Susanna, Hawthorne was also awestruck by the mansion and became inspired to write a novel based on the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLdZH1HDI/AAAAAAAABtY/W6xWLwkqyOU/s1600-h/IMG_1266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747165642759218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLdZH1HDI/AAAAAAAABtY/W6xWLwkqyOU/s400/IMG_1266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even this tree takes on a haunting look with the grey sky on this damp, wet morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLWOiYToI/AAAAAAAABtQ/CPMx9zSaHJI/s1600-h/IMG_1267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395747042542243458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLWOiYToI/AAAAAAAABtQ/CPMx9zSaHJI/s400/IMG_1267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The House has taken on some characteristics that are described in Hawthorne’s book. The secret stairwell that is mentioned in &lt;em&gt;The House of the Seven Gables&lt;/em&gt; was an addition to the house in the early 1900s. The tour of the house will allow you to climb the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hidden staircase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; behind the fireplace, but the trip up is not recommended for people known to be claustrophobic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another renovation was made to the house to make it more compatible to the house that Hawthorne depicts, is the shop that is opened by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hepzibah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pyncheon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;em&gt;The House of the Seven Gables.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hepzibah&lt;/span&gt; is forced from poverty to open up a small store, even at her old age. She was once a highly dignified person, who is now relegated to selling things out of her house to support herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The character of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hepzibah&lt;/span&gt; strikingly resembles another Hawthorne character, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hester &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pryne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;em&gt;The Scarlet Letter&lt;/em&gt;. Hester was also at a loss for dignity because of her adultery and resorted to selling her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;embroidery work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out of her house as a means to support herself and her young child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLMda18UI/AAAAAAAABtI/jk14MpgHFOs/s1600-h/IMG_1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395746874738471234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGLMda18UI/AAAAAAAABtI/jk14MpgHFOs/s400/IMG_1269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Illustrated as looming, dark and mysterious in the novel, the house nonetheless has light, even romantic features. Its period gardens are&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; charming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and the granite seawall running along the property provides a perfect perch to look over a calm, blue ocean that is filled with historical ships of different sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGKyefnTHI/AAAAAAAABs4/xbj0NGXvPQ0/s1600-h/IMG_1272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395746428350319730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGKyefnTHI/AAAAAAAABs4/xbj0NGXvPQ0/s400/IMG_1272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Counting House built in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1830&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is typical of the small buildings in which sea captains completed much of their business. This was a place to balance accounts, pay fees due, and figure profit before or after a sea journey. It is believed that Hawthorne first developed the idea for the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scarlett Letter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; while in the counting house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGKsW7T2yI/AAAAAAAABsw/SAxmSyztxCE/s1600-h/IMG_1274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395746323239787298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGKsW7T2yI/AAAAAAAABsw/SAxmSyztxCE/s400/IMG_1274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovely view from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;counting house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This is a sea captain's view and certainly an artist's view as well. Just looking out the window on the cold rainy day invoked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt;. The muses were about when I looked out the window; how they must have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teased Hawthorne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as his most notable works were all borne from this location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395745799750928130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGKN4x1xwI/AAAAAAAABsg/6NNRqMtnUVs/s400/IMG_1279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling hills of green? Look closely and you will see that this is moss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395745377085263394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGJ1SOfjiI/AAAAAAAABsY/IOzxFXTUxEg/s400/IMG_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rich, thick moss with its&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; bright green color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was growing on the north face of the roof. Loved the color as it stood out so brightly from the dark colonial paint of the clapboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395746012551072914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGKaRhWTJI/AAAAAAAABso/NmPOsCmVmcI/s400/IMG_1275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawthorne's birth and childhood home. Much smaller then the Turner-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ingersoll&lt;/span&gt; home, but just as lovely inside. I adore this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;architectural&lt;/span&gt; period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and could easily live in any of these lovely old homes found in Salem. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGJpOt-vSI/AAAAAAAABsQ/CHNUMDpqVOQ/s1600-h/IMG_1281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395745169985158434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SuGJpOt-vSI/AAAAAAAABsQ/CHNUMDpqVOQ/s400/IMG_1281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Old fashioned &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gate closure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Chain and a weighted ball. When you open the gate to leave, no need to close it as the weight of the lead ball will close it for you. This was a lovely visit to this historical home. I wish I could have taken interior photos, but you will have to take a visit yourself one day. I hope to return again when the weather is better and see what the grounds look like with sunlight. I'm sure it is just as lovely. I have lots of photos from this New England trip and hope to post several from my visit to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maritime Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not far from this home. It was fabulous. Have a lovely weekend. 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If you look closely, you will find that it is constructed entirely of tossed away cigarette butts. This huge, hard clam was part of the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trash to Treasure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; exhibit at the Maritime (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Endicott&lt;/span&gt; Peabody) Museum in Salem, Massachusetts. One of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; side exhibits offered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sculptures&lt;/span&gt; made from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;recycled items&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and trash. This clam shell was almost 5 feet by 5 feet by 2 feet and was constructed entirely of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tossed away cigarette butts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(first two photos will enlarge if you click on them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/St7tJ6WjchI/AAAAAAAABsA/oSYifW64Y5A/s1600-h/IMG_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395010158174892562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/St7tJ6WjchI/AAAAAAAABsA/oSYifW64Y5A/s400/IMG_1130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The detail is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/St7rNXqALKI/AAAAAAAABr4/hbsX4Kt5aCU/s1600-h/IMG_1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008018557447330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/St7rNXqALKI/AAAAAAAABr4/hbsX4Kt5aCU/s400/IMG_1128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The likeness of the hard clam was spot on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395006432730062994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/St7pxD_SoJI/AAAAAAAABro/9XF-M97JFi4/s400/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The&lt;strong&gt; common hard clam&lt;/strong&gt;, also known as a quahog (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;quahaug&lt;/span&gt;), round clam, or simply chowder clam is an edible mollusk which is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;native to the eastern shores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of North America. It is one of many unrelated edible bivalves which in the USA are frequently referred to simply as clams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fishmarkets&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;specialty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; names for different sizes of this species of clam with the smallest clams called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;countnecks&lt;/span&gt;, next size up are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;littlenecks&lt;/span&gt;, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;topnecks&lt;/span&gt;. Above that are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cherrystones&lt;/span&gt;, and the largest are called quahogs or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chowder clams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395005690427507666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/St7pF2skg9I/AAAAAAAABrY/6UE-U1IygKE/s400/md_little_neck_clams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;coastal areas of New England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, raw bars specialize in serving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;littlenecks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;topnecks&lt;/span&gt; raw on an opened half-shell. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Littlenecks&lt;/span&gt; are often found in-the-shell in sauces, soups, stews, "clams casino" or substituted for European varieties such as the cockle in southern European seafood dishes. The largest clams, quahogs or chowders and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cherrystones&lt;/span&gt; (with the toughest meat), are used in such dishes as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clam chowder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, clam cakes and stuffed clams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395005760921479970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/St7pJ9TpKyI/AAAAAAAABrg/f83KQ8hw_38/s400/P1-eHow-601660-11-R2000A-IMG-Rambler_Full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thick, rich and creamy, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clam c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;howder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is stick to the ribs, home cooking and this bowl of local clam chowder was thick enough to stand a spoon in the middle of it and on the cold, damp day I ordered it, warmed the "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cockles of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395006945007309634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/St7qO4XtE0I/AAAAAAAABrw/C4Y3b-QA4Vk/s400/chowder.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So this was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;unusual&lt;/span&gt; white shell Wednesday as it had a touch of "green." Sea Witch &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-579480488957565974?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/579480488957565974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/white-shell-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/579480488957565974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/579480488957565974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/white-shell-wednesday.html' title='White Shell Wednesday - What is this made from?'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/St7tJ6WjchI/AAAAAAAABsA/oSYifW64Y5A/s72-c/IMG_1130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-6079281440927425518</id><published>2009-10-18T17:04:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:15:55.786-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackson NH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ravenwood'/><title type='text'>RavenWood Curio Shoppe, Jackson, NH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;One of the marvelous things about traveling is finding that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unique little shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is so unexpected and within lies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wondrous&lt;/span&gt; things. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;RavenWood&lt;/span&gt; Curio Shoppe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Jackson, NH, nestled next to the Jackson Fire Station, is just one of those gems. Jackson, a nice, cross country ski community and close to White Mountain ski slopes, is where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RavenWood&lt;/span&gt; can be found. I passed this shop the evening before and it was ablaze with tiny lights which cast a lovely juxtaposition of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; light and shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I knew I had to come back to investigate the following day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuGd0A52eI/AAAAAAAABrA/VnwVFP9XSVI/s1600-h/IMG_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394052825443064290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuGd0A52eI/AAAAAAAABrA/VnwVFP9XSVI/s400/IMG_1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; The courtyard is filled with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;garden art, sculptures, and wind chimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of all sizes. Nearly all are created by local artisans and for hand crafted pieces, the prices are more than fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuGO5ywQ1I/AAAAAAAABqw/Xc2vi-33g1Q/s1600-h/IMG_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394052569296290642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuGO5ywQ1I/AAAAAAAABqw/Xc2vi-33g1Q/s400/IMG_1426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Delightful rust &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;patinaed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sunflowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; welcome you into the courtyard. These stood almost 6 feet tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFzkQBcyI/AAAAAAAABqo/3y-UTkEo_fo/s1600-h/IMG_1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394052099657003810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFzkQBcyI/AAAAAAAABqo/3y-UTkEo_fo/s400/IMG_1428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; So many suns, so hard to choose, but my personal favorite is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turquoise sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFqSWMQmI/AAAAAAAABqg/AWSy6Hv56As/s1600-h/IMG_1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394051940232217186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFqSWMQmI/AAAAAAAABqg/AWSy6Hv56As/s400/IMG_1430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unique art glass and pottery abound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFktwiCPI/AAAAAAAABqY/kGYKIe9Y9Z0/s1600-h/IMG_1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394051844511238386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFktwiCPI/AAAAAAAABqY/kGYKIe9Y9Z0/s400/IMG_1431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What I love about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;RavenWood&lt;/span&gt; are the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;antiques that are found in nooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and crannies all nestled between artisan pieces. A lovely marriage of old and newly created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFZPwhntI/AAAAAAAABqQ/U_b9sdkWvBg/s1600-h/IMG_1434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394051647479586514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFZPwhntI/AAAAAAAABqQ/U_b9sdkWvBg/s400/IMG_1434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;These adorable &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;metal bats hang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from shelving units. I meant to purchase one of them before we left for our trip to Cathedral Ledge. I did find a wonderful gift for my sister here so I did not leave empty handed. Still, I wish I had grabbed one of those bats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFM-1zmRI/AAAAAAAABqI/R0ZDswehBtA/s1600-h/IMG_1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394051436779903250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFM-1zmRI/AAAAAAAABqI/R0ZDswehBtA/s400/IMG_1435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Fell in love with these unique coffee/tea cups. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dragon claws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hold the cup and if you look inside, you will find a claw piercing the mug. So clever. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My favorite mug is the turquoise one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Perfect for a Sea Witch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFHrSmd9I/AAAAAAAABqA/SnsGWCAWmn8/s1600-h/IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394051345632622546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFHrSmd9I/AAAAAAAABqA/SnsGWCAWmn8/s400/IMG_1436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Behold, the dragon's claw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFAnFrU6I/AAAAAAAABp4/AIJqALDWGM0/s1600-h/IMG_1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394051224245588898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuFAnFrU6I/AAAAAAAABp4/AIJqALDWGM0/s400/IMG_1438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Lovely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;metal ware&lt;/span&gt; and a nice gong. See the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pretty mermaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the wall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuE2KKNayI/AAAAAAAABpw/P4CsoAvG-qM/s1600-h/IMG_1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394051044681280290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuE2KKNayI/AAAAAAAABpw/P4CsoAvG-qM/s400/IMG_1439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Such an unusual theme for a stain glass piece..birch trees frame the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;birch bark canoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Lovely copper foiled piece&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394049781459008898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuDsoSjPYI/AAAAAAAABpg/AtuTLwgFsMk/s400/IMG_1442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;These wind chimes have the sweetest sound and are all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;recycled bottle glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that has been through an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;acid bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to give them a sea glass finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuD3DcyUiI/AAAAAAAABpo/4Ad7EUEHcT4/s1600-h/IMG_1440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394049960548389410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuD3DcyUiI/AAAAAAAABpo/4Ad7EUEHcT4/s400/IMG_1440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; I love these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;repurposed&lt;/span&gt; clocks made from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vintage aluminum ice trays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, found objects and yes, diskettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394049273090446674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuDPCeClVI/AAAAAAAABpI/wRQtJaQ_YfA/s400/IMG_1446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wonderful computer board clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Such a clever and contemporary use of obsolete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;circuit&lt;/span&gt; boards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuDasj3hMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/e9tnmZ3fdbE/s1600-h/IMG_1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394049473367737538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuDasj3hMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/e9tnmZ3fdbE/s400/IMG_1444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Looking down from the second floor, so many wonderful things to see and purchase&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuDFxX_9EI/AAAAAAAABpA/vExL3MJSLiY/s1600-h/IMG_1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394049113882883138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuDFxX_9EI/AAAAAAAABpA/vExL3MJSLiY/s400/IMG_1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; And one more delightful clock before I end this blog. How clever, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pretty carriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made of found objects becomes an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;extraordinary mantle clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I know I have placed a lot of photos in this posting, but the few that I have shown only give you a taste of this marvelous little shop. I know I will visit this lovely area again in the future, and will have to figure out how to bring home one of the large garden wind chimes I found all over the grounds. Thank you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;RavenWood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for so freely allowing me to snap so many pictures of the many talented artisans work found within. Sea Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-6079281440927425518?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6079281440927425518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/ravenbirch-bark-canoewood-curio-shoppe.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/6079281440927425518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/6079281440927425518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/ravenbirch-bark-canoewood-curio-shoppe.html' title='RavenWood Curio Shoppe, Jackson, NH'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StuGd0A52eI/AAAAAAAABrA/VnwVFP9XSVI/s72-c/IMG_1424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-1532507116281446892</id><published>2009-10-17T22:13:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:42:29.648-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>"There is a harmony in autumn, a lustre in its sky -- Percy Bysshe Shelley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So much to share that it will take several blogs. This has been a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wonderful trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with my honey. He has been taking me all around his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boyhood haunts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and some of his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;favorite locales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The following are photos taken around the White Mountains, New Hampshire and the lovely little community of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;North Conway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, NH. Rather than put narrative under each photo, I thought I would let the colors speak for themselves. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not sure why the first 5 will not enlarge.  The remaining photos do if you click on them...looks like I have more blog geek work to learn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393949236327870850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StsoQIfP8YI/AAAAAAAABo4/7pHe3J31Y3s/s400/IMG_1367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393767695538632450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StqDJEWOtwI/AAAAAAAABoA/oGOHjtGrcKc/s400/IMG_1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393948597842728914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stsnq98h19I/AAAAAAAABoo/arO6TrZxrpc/s400/IMG_1364.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393948161623431282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StsnRk5vmHI/AAAAAAAABog/mY1l9uYGfBU/s400/IMG_1411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393949009369053890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StsoC7ADOsI/AAAAAAAABow/J0ekJXq1_p4/s400/IMG_1396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp7NRacwpI/AAAAAAAABnQ/zJeTqbMT-pc/s1600-h/IMG_1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393758971672445586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp7NRacwpI/AAAAAAAABnQ/zJeTqbMT-pc/s400/IMG_1395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393759621365802002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp7zFtapBI/AAAAAAAABnw/4wfnSiBabEs/s400/IMG_1408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp6634wk7I/AAAAAAAABnA/FjrePwXdDHU/s1600-h/IMG_1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393758655582606258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp6634wk7I/AAAAAAAABnA/FjrePwXdDHU/s400/IMG_1363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp6m-md-4I/AAAAAAAABmw/uqyEtlLWfBs/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393758313787554690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp6m-md-4I/AAAAAAAABmw/uqyEtlLWfBs/s400/IMG_1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp6M4uCIGI/AAAAAAAABmg/4XLfB-mKrOQ/s1600-h/IMG_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393757865532072034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp6M4uCIGI/AAAAAAAABmg/4XLfB-mKrOQ/s400/IMG_1416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp6FZ0pNmI/AAAAAAAABmY/fQyvgR1Jl6o/s1600-h/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393757736979215970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Stp6FZ0pNmI/AAAAAAAABmY/fQyvgR1Jl6o/s400/IMG_1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; So much beauty in this country. We are truly blessed. Sea Witch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-1532507116281446892?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1532507116281446892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-harmony-in-autumn-lustre-in.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1532507116281446892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1532507116281446892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-harmony-in-autumn-lustre-in.html' title='&quot;There is a harmony in autumn, a lustre in its sky -- Percy Bysshe Shelley'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StsoQIfP8YI/AAAAAAAABo4/7pHe3J31Y3s/s72-c/IMG_1367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-3426482839577893638</id><published>2009-10-14T20:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:05:21.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House of the 7 Gables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salem'/><title type='text'>A Sea Witch in New England</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello everyone, this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sea Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is taking some mandatory PTO (paid time off) and have flown to Boston to tour this lovely historical city with my honey and to take &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in a day at Salem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...a village that I have always wanted to visit, especially the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;House of the 7 Gables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...one of my favorite books by Nathaniel Hawthorne, notable American author. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope to have some pics up this weekend, forgot to pack my card reader so I will have to find a cheapie replacement while I'm up here to post some photos of this lovely part of the country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392622664404387602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StZxve-LRxI/AAAAAAAABmQ/w1aviytIUX0/s400/riot" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This picture has &lt;strong&gt;absolutely nothing&lt;/strong&gt; to do with New England, I just liked it. Have a swimmingly wonderful day. Sea Witch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-3426482839577893638?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3426482839577893638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/sea-witch-in-new-england.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3426482839577893638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3426482839577893638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/sea-witch-in-new-england.html' title='A Sea Witch in New England'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StZxve-LRxI/AAAAAAAABmQ/w1aviytIUX0/s72-c/riot' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-1941267843962841362</id><published>2009-10-13T09:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:14:57.318-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shark'/><title type='text'>Got a little silly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, so I did get a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;little silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I tricked out my "little friend" the shark in his favorite Halloween mask of Hello Kitty along with a dye job of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Candy Corn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on his menacing dorsal fin. Hey, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sharks just want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have some Halloween fun too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392071204139311714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StR8MRZWImI/AAAAAAAABmI/HPxz4KdGzM4/s400/cat-halloween-costume.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Found this photoshopped pic of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cat in a dive suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with fins, tank and mask. Had to post it just to show that I'm not the only silly one who likes to trick out their favorite pets in weird costumes. So is this really the proverbial "cat fish"? Have a great Tuesday. Sea Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-1941267843962841362?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1941267843962841362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/got-little-silly.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1941267843962841362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1941267843962841362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/got-little-silly.html' title='Got a little silly'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StR8MRZWImI/AAAAAAAABmI/HPxz4KdGzM4/s72-c/cat-halloween-costume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-3985249271749627495</id><published>2009-10-12T07:04:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:26:12.594-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween at Vintage Village</title><content type='html'>Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has arrived with its pumpkins, and autumn leaves, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ghosties&lt;/span&gt;, and more and it can all be seen at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vintage Village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://vintagevillageantiquesandmore.com/"&gt;http://vintagevillageantiquesandmore.com/&lt;/a&gt;. This is such a fun holiday that the entire family can get involved in from decorating the home, making their costumes and planning a party or two. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No longer just for kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, this holiday really is a family affair. The dealers at Vintage Village always have something for neat for Halloween and the fall decorating schemes; I hope you enjoy a few of these photos and you can always visit their website at the link above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMPgNyeKVI/AAAAAAAABl4/X-8OwX9oQgI/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391670225024198994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMPgNyeKVI/AAAAAAAABl4/X-8OwX9oQgI/s400/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spooky entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from one of my favorite dealers at Vintage Village. Lynn has an enviable talent for decorating just right. Her prices are also a "steal" as I almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; walk out with something I must purchase.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMPRDHNjQI/AAAAAAAABlw/ZzBkfL_PoFM/s1600-h/IMG_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391669964460363010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMPRDHNjQI/AAAAAAAABlw/ZzBkfL_PoFM/s400/IMG_0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Set your table with lots of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fall color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMPKJtOoJI/AAAAAAAABlo/84uKuVkR1gQ/s1600-h/IMG_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391669845971345554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMPKJtOoJI/AAAAAAAABlo/84uKuVkR1gQ/s400/IMG_1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This hard to find &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;copper boiler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a gem for holding cold drinks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;displaying&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;favorite yarns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or decorating with a witch bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMO-q_ztOI/AAAAAAAABlg/mHw-WeVgLno/s1600-h/IMG_1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391669648749212898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMO-q_ztOI/AAAAAAAABlg/mHw-WeVgLno/s400/IMG_1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How clever.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Black and white frames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with vintage postcards and pretty ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMOztTablI/AAAAAAAABlY/VvXb-IThs0A/s1600-h/IMG_0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391669460389752402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMOztTablI/AAAAAAAABlY/VvXb-IThs0A/s400/IMG_0974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Autumn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;truly is here and this pretty sign heralds the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMOrC4PFrI/AAAAAAAABlQ/95kdbIwN1s4/s1600-h/IMG_0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391669311562520242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMOrC4PFrI/AAAAAAAABlQ/95kdbIwN1s4/s400/IMG_0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Vintage Heart, another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;favorite booth of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; never fails to please. she has married up crows with antique transfer ware and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ladies&lt;/span&gt; thunder mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMOj9iuLkI/AAAAAAAABlI/nC7w4KoD-g0/s1600-h/IMG_1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391669189871021634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMOj9iuLkI/AAAAAAAABlI/nC7w4KoD-g0/s400/IMG_1115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How clever are these &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;delightful pumpkins made from old canning jars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This dealer took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tissue&lt;/span&gt; paper and Mod &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Podge's&lt;/span&gt; it to the outside, decorated with spooky faces and inserted tiny white lights for a creative and spooky display. You can use them as Halloween luminaries as a decorative way to invite your trick or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;treaters&lt;/span&gt; right to your front door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you enjoyed these few pictures of Vintage Village and stop by if you are in the area. We are always happy to see you. Sea Witch &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-3985249271749627495?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3985249271749627495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-at-vintage-village.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3985249271749627495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/3985249271749627495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-at-vintage-village.html' title='Halloween at Vintage Village'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/StMPgNyeKVI/AAAAAAAABl4/X-8OwX9oQgI/s72-c/IMG_1045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-1674723553063765944</id><published>2009-10-08T21:22:00.028-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:44:49.851-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honest Scrap'/><title type='text'>Honest Scrap Award - Me Me Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am excited and so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;appreciative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have received my first blog award from Sandy and Joe at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rhubarb Reign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rhubarb-reign.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;http://rhubarb-reign.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; . Rhubarb Reign is one of my favorite blog spots and one day, I hope to meet Sandy and Joe at one of their shows. Who knows, it could happen. Well on to the award, I have been bestowed with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honest Scrap Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406192881880114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss6R33HKTDI/AAAAAAAABk8/MCc1v5bw0QU/s400/Honest_Scrap_Award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The Honest Scrap Award states that I must share 10 things about myself that not many people know, and then must select 7 other bloggers to be so honored. So here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1. I have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;moved 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; times in my life. 17 of those relocations were part of a 29 year marriage to a DOD employee. I'm a natural born gypsy and am always looking forward to my next adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2. I wore a pair of white hot pants under my high school graduation gown. Hey, it was 1972 and navy tights and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;white hot pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were all the rage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. My baby sister and I can get to laughing so hard that we become a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;quivering mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of shaking and cannot speak as we gulp for air. When we do speak, all we say, is "Stop, it hurts" and continue laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. I went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;skydiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at age 19 and was one of the first 10 women to jump out of plane at a southern jump school's location in 1973.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;5. As a teenager, I wanted to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;backup dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for Tina Turner. Hey, we all have our big dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. I lived in Taejon, South Korea for 3 and half years and took a weekly,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Korean aerobics class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I was one of 3 other American women in a class of locals. It was hilarious and fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;7. I belonged to a 4-H group in New Jersey; the name of our group was, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Eager Beavers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...yes, that really was the name. We sewed tea towels and aprons enthusiastically in the 1960s.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;8. As a little girl, I and some school buddies were rescued from a hurricane storm in a Mr. Softee truck. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr. Softee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; let us eat ice cream all the way home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;9. I can still get into my wedding dress from 1975...as long as I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to pull it up over my knees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;10. I am a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;crack shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with an air rifle and used to shoot the Christmas lights off the floating tree in our pond in Minnesota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So enough about me and here are 7 blogs that I enjoy and follow and would like to know a little bit more about the posters so I bestow the Honest Scrap Award to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cute n Cool Blog Accessories&lt;/strong&gt; - incredible backgrounds and thingies and all FREE for the taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1893 Victorian Farmhouse&lt;/strong&gt; - love reading about this home's renovation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A New England Life&lt;/strong&gt; - Gifted photographer, you will love her posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Appears no different from a galloping horse&lt;/strong&gt; - how can you not love this blog name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Javajune's Blog&lt;/strong&gt; - another talented and gifted photographer and woman who takes words and makes you soar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Whimsical Chick&lt;/strong&gt; - a dear friend and antique buddy. She is new to blogging but her heart shouts through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ticklish from a Distance&lt;/strong&gt; - recently discovered this blog, a sweet soul lives here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go and visit these blogs if you are not familiar with them. They will enrich your lives. Sea Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-1674723553063765944?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1674723553063765944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/honest-scrap-award-me-me-me.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1674723553063765944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/1674723553063765944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/honest-scrap-award-me-me-me.html' title='Honest Scrap Award - Me Me Me'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss6R33HKTDI/AAAAAAAABk8/MCc1v5bw0QU/s72-c/Honest_Scrap_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-225107356301436875</id><published>2009-10-07T20:23:00.024-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:54:23.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen of Hearts'/><title type='text'>Afternoon with the Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss01jA7cR_I/AAAAAAAABk0/AYnVHnOftiE/s1600-h/IMG_1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since I launched my booth space at the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Queen of Hearts Antique Mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Buford, GA and I am thoroughly delighted with being there. It's hard work trying to maintain two spaces and a full time job and all of my extracurricular activities that I often feel like I have stretched myself way to thin, but I have no regrets. I so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the antiques business  and my new space that I wanted to share a snapshop of some of my favorite booths at the Queen; which was hard to do because there are so many that I adore. Many of these booths are set up like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or a fully decorated parlor, country kitchen, cottage beach bedroom or sitting room. This is a wonderful place for ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390019506318959378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0yLvaRYxI/AAAAAAAABh8/wO1-CvPanUg/s400/IMG_1038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now this is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Halloween display&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Everything is black, white and silver. Really invites you into the store as this is smack in the middle as you walk in the main entrance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss01X7W1DRI/AAAAAAAABks/IQTFFABAGew/s1600-h/IMG_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390022556416587250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss009R6NtfI/AAAAAAAABkU/FLZHQQD2Gh0/s400/IMG_1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390022391359689714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss00zrBlU_I/AAAAAAAABkM/YCMzwlnOTws/s400/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390022041527148386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss00fTzAX2I/AAAAAAAABkE/kzSixtep_-g/s400/IMG_1062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390021792135741858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss00QyvdgaI/AAAAAAAABj0/oNvMIPKop74/s400/IMG_1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390021660284957010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss00JHjyMVI/AAAAAAAABjs/j6d7eKjKvak/s400/IMG_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390021538791055058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss00CC9YXtI/AAAAAAAABjk/LlT1gwDqlkU/s400/IMG_1083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390021427866655106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0z7lu8WYI/AAAAAAAABjc/RSiJSpEMUwA/s400/IMG_1084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390021303271438466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0z0VlIOII/AAAAAAAABjU/Zt3rV7r5H_E/s400/IMG_1058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390021148821370402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0zrWNXNiI/AAAAAAAABjM/D-yoK0AMs2w/s400/IMG_1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390020691196923010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0zQtbMTII/AAAAAAAABis/p7S1Q7uHefM/s400/IMG_1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390020818288387778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0zYG4KJsI/AAAAAAAABi0/6CFAd1t-eFs/s400/IMG_1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390020598616902722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0zLUiZTEI/AAAAAAAABik/77LKz61-G5Y/s400/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390020142566917442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0ywxnmxUI/AAAAAAAABiM/zWC5RGISLUc/s400/IMG_1039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390020363636553634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0y9pKtt6I/AAAAAAAABic/oZnl8ETtX48/s400/IMG_1047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390022828150666898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss01NGMqtpI/AAAAAAAABkk/C9wTmlLHHTs/s400/IMG_1036.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't end this posting without at least one &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;picture of my space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...the last photo in this group. I hope you enjoyed these unique spaces and if you ever have the opportunity to come to Buford, Georgia, please make the Queen of Hearts a stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-225107356301436875?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/225107356301436875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/afternoon-with-queen.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/225107356301436875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/225107356301436875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/afternoon-with-queen.html' title='Afternoon with the Queen'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/Ss0yLvaRYxI/AAAAAAAABh8/wO1-CvPanUg/s72-c/IMG_1038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-5650014652621849777</id><published>2009-10-06T07:05:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:11:34.632-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catnip Studio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twins'/><title type='text'>Incoming, Outgoing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let's start with the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; incoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...the good stuff, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wonderful things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that arrive via snail mail from blogger friends. Those marvelous souls you have met through blogs and they become part of your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daily routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You must visit their blogs, you cannot help yourself and you are a richer individual because of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was a winner of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Catnip Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; giveaway, my first. (you must checkout her latest header in her sepia series. Delightful! &lt;a href="http://catnipstudio.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://catnipstudio.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) Well via &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snail&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;l,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I received a lovely sepia toned, gift tag full of dimension with a sweet little tassel made by Cat Nip. I love it and I'm thinking of displaying in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;under glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like you would a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;butterfly&lt;/span&gt; specimen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389444024877153762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SssmyT-nfeI/AAAAAAAABhs/VORntq978Ok/s400/IMG_1096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giveaway did not stop with the lovely butterfly tag. No, inside a white envelope tied off with pretty &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turquoise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;eyelash yarn were three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;notecards&lt;/span&gt; selected perfectly for a Sea Witch. Rich blue tones of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mermaids in their element&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I haven't decided what to do with them yet, so many possibilities other than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;notecards&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you, Catnip Studio, for a lovely giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389443442118945282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SssmQZCO6gI/AAAAAAAABhk/-K5wXg3nhI8/s400/IMG_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;outgoing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I finally got around to finishing the two &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"car seat" blankets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the twins. I utilized soft fleece with tiny stars on a field of maize. Then I selected a nice salmon pink in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;softest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chenille&lt;/span&gt; imaginable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and then the same type of fabric in mint green. These new fabric &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chenille's&lt;/span&gt; are like velvet they are so soft. The car seat blankets along with other new baby items and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big sister present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were packed into two large boxes and shipped to Italy where my son, his lovely wife, big sister Kit Kat and the newest arrivals reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389444827242998370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SssnhBBiqmI/AAAAAAAABh0/mfC6UMApqz4/s400/IMG_1093.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My to do list is still&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than I like it to be, so I'm slowly working on that right now. Have yet to get to my jewelry making and am still working on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;second blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...dare I even say that I want it to go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;live this weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? We shall see. Sea Witch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6795557081512687909-5650014652621849777?l=musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5650014652621849777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/incoming-outgoing.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/5650014652621849777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6795557081512687909/posts/default/5650014652621849777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsofaseawitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/incoming-outgoing.html' title='Incoming, Outgoing'/><author><name>Sea Witch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18139873167885665763</uri><email>needthis@bellsouth.net</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00766762658593441927'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GbVUEzSS-54/SssmyT-nfeI/AAAAAAAABhs/VORntq978Ok/s72-c/IMG_1096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795557081512687909.post-9201829880213899691</id><published>2009-10-05T08:26:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:03:55.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How lovely is this sound?</title><content type='html'>Such joy and all created graphically with a musical track added. I love things like this. You may want to turn off the background music I have running at the bottom of this page...just scroll down and click the double bars. Have a joyful Monday. 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