Paintings above from Karen Hollingsworth
Little digital prints of vintage frocks, only $5 each - there are ten to choose from - by Crimson Circle Studios.
Nice frocks eh? Imagine being such a good painter that you could replicate fabric. Or so competent with a digital program that you could showcase little fabric frocks. Ahh will have to get some lessons I think.
Now here's a poem to ponder for those who, like me, enjoy such things. To me it's about little treasured moments of wonder that resurface unexpectedly and remind us about the wonder of this life.
We need some pines to assuage the darkness
when it blankets the mind,
we need a silvery stream that banks as smoothly
as a plane's wing, and a worn bed of
needles to pad the rumble that fills the mind,
and a blur or two of a wild thing
that sees and is not seen. We need these things
between appointments, after work,
and, if we keep them, then someone someday,
lying down after a walk
and supper, with the fire hole wet down,
the whole night sky set at a particular
time, without numbers or hours, will cause
a little sound of thanks--a zipper or a snap--
to close round the moment and the thought
of whatever good we did.
'Around Us' by Marvin Bell
'They tied their hopes to a string' print from Elly Mackay at Theater Clouds
Decal from Vinyl Wall Accents
