I am really behind in posting about the fun stuff received in the mail in the last 2 months (or so). First I was the winner of two items from the One World One Heart event. Both wonderful, colorful happy works of art.
First up a beautiful Laurel Burch fabric postcard from Fannie at Fannie Narte.
Second a stunning little hand made box by Carolee Clark at King of Mice Studios.
Pretty cool, huh? I'm a lucky, lucky girl! Both of these little works of art are SO much prettier in person and one really neat thing about the box - the top is magnetized.
Also - not long ago I was fortunate enough to win a couple of blog giveaways by Elizabeth - she lives on a Danish Island and writes a beautiful blog.
I won this beautiful handmade felt envelope
You can tell how much love and attention she put into her creations.
And how about this cute little egg cozy?
It's reversible too!
I'm looking at my calender and it tells me today is Administrative Professionals Day as well as Earth Day. My heart, however tells me it's the anniversary of my mother's death. Sadly she took her life 27 years ago after a long battle with mental illness. I think of her often and today I will hug her extra tightly in my thoughts.
I dedicated one of my Bead Journal pages to her last year. If you have not seen it and are interested - you can find it here.
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