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Friday, April 7, 2017. Long time lots of new items.
Thoughts scribbles by Renee Tousignant. Monday, January 8, 2018. Bunsy is an OOAK-one of a kind, painted and EXTREMELY PRIMITIVE, aged canvas and rag stuffed doll with lots of detail. Newly made to look old with snags-some repaired with floss. Tuesday, September 12, 2017.
Friday, August 14, 2015. bring on FALL! Yep, you read that correctly. me and the girls are MORE than ready for FALL! I am hoping that W-mart puts their air conditioners on markdown, so that I can buy one and have it for next year. At least, maybe then we can get the temperature more comfortable.
Saturday, August 8, 2015. Blog Please take a look. Wednesday, August 5, 2015. I now have 1000 followers on my Facebook business page and to celebrate, I am having a giveaway. Hope you will drop by and join in. I have added a couple of new items to my Etsy shop. These are both Terrye French designs. And, this is the guy that I will be giving away on my Facebook page. Hope you will all join in the fun! .
Stitching - Family - Homeschooling. Tuesday, November 22, 2016. Prayer request and a question for my Prim friends. We are currently in a small hotel that is a little roomier than the motels have been, but not over-priced. Thank you Jesus! LOL Wifi is not that fab out in the b.
Curated by Folkart, Primitives and More team catalogue. Thursday, January 5, 2017. Get to Know Us, Part I. Man, I tell ya. good and free help is so hard to find. Charcoal is stretched out on the couch, on his back, snoring to beat the band. Sometimes I think he is channeling my Daddy. We want to take some opportunities this year for you to get to know us.
Little Sister Gallery in Malmsbury offers something a little different. Our diverse variety of artworks has proved very popular with local visitors as with tourists from interstate and overseas alike. In the Gallery you will see where our collective of regional artists share their creative energy displayed in regularly changing exhibitions.
I wear you around my surrendered paunch. For the first time ever. Freely, I sit here alone now, naked and beautiful,. The sweet autumn breeze, your exhale, caresses the deep ache of departure. Soothing my questions of validity. Because the evolution of the heart changes partners. I have been blessed for a year. In the eyes of the cat. A voyeur for just two seconds. And then i turned away and just imagined how you moved. I saw you glide over the cracked linoleum.
I had a good lunch today.