Friday, March 07, 2008
Life (and mail) is so good...
I am thankful for yet another wonderful week of connections via this blog, the web and the wonderful items sent to me from friends near and far.
First up... I won a drawing over at Clevelandgirlie's blog, a beautiful little quilt that defies description. I don't sew - I am in awe, it is amazing - just look at the detail on this piece.
The sunflower - can you see the beads in the middle?
and the crow...
And the other goodies she included (as if the quilt wasn't enough).
a hand painted cards, beads and charms
And that's not all!!!
I won another drawing recently for one of Cinda's groovy denim bracelets. It not only looks good, it smells good too!
And would you look at the embroidering she added... how sweet is that?
Now last, but certainly not least... a box arrived yesterday stuffed full of wonderful smelling products from Sue at OldTimer & Lily. This is another drawing I entered and was lucky enough to win (I know - it's an embarrassment of riches). I was treated to some amazing luxury soaps as well as some wonderful body lotion, face cream, sugar scrub, cocoa butter & milk bath and healing body butter. I can't say enough about the fragrances - they are clean smelling and not too heavy, just the way I like them. If I didn't convey the message clearly yet, let me say it again... A M A Z I N G!!! I'm a little embarrassed to admit that I was so excited to try the products - I didn't stop long enough to take a photo.
Leaves of Grass
This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body - Walt Whitman