<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009</id><updated>2012-02-12T17:33:41.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Bits of Joy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6533774679281379605</id><published>2012-02-10T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T15:20:38.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the air...</title><content type='html'>Every day love, that is. &amp;nbsp;Not being one to point out the day of my birth, I have to say I have been celebrating for well over a week now. &amp;nbsp;I am so fortunate to have friends and family that fill my heart with love. &amp;nbsp;I only hope they know how much I love them. &amp;nbsp;They certainly know my penchant for hearts. And with each of those hearts, I will be reminded of their love. Thank you, I love you...small words with great heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kF8RrBKo5g/TzWIPEN-L7I/AAAAAAAAByU/T47wIyvt0UM/s1600/2-7+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kF8RrBKo5g/TzWIPEN-L7I/AAAAAAAAByU/T47wIyvt0UM/s320/2-7+002.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every day, "Celebrate every love"...won't you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-6533774679281379605?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6533774679281379605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6533774679281379605&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6533774679281379605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6533774679281379605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kF8RrBKo5g/TzWIPEN-L7I/AAAAAAAAByU/T47wIyvt0UM/s72-c/2-7+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6191121355966731669</id><published>2012-01-30T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T19:53:27.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First finish of 2012...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Has been completely finished for a time now, but doubts of the "finishing" kept me from sharing. Maybe someday it will be framed, yet today, it's finished and hanging on the new found storage cabinet! &amp;nbsp;I had in mind to stitch and complete a project before starting anything new. &amp;nbsp;Well, that idea is being trashed...it just isn't fun! &amp;nbsp;I do, however, have plans to use what I have "in house" this year. &amp;nbsp;The chart was a wonderful freebie from Beth at &lt;a href="http://thetwistfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/free-chart-for-new-year.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Heartstring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the fabric I over dyed from the "I don't like pile" and the threads were on hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYnV1qfM97Q/TydAuQzqAII/AAAAAAAAByI/umcre_nbp0w/s1600/first+finish+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYnV1qfM97Q/TydAuQzqAII/AAAAAAAAByI/umcre_nbp0w/s400/first+finish+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's fun to begin (and complete) a new project while visiting with a friend...she completed hers too! &amp;nbsp;Better yet, the two of us play together on the first Friday of every month and she had the wonderful idea of making a tag commemorating our outing. &amp;nbsp;There are rules in making these tags---we cannot purchase in advance for future months and have to use what we find, and I do mean find, that day...note the rusty piece. (And to think I laughed while she was picking up objects on the street...check out her creation&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kcjewel.wordpress.com/2012/01/29/never-before-march/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.) I can't remember all the rules...I just know it's going to be a little bit of a challenge, but oh so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JbD1fVBq9hA/TydAi9sZeRI/AAAAAAAAByA/98L-BEwAm_E/s1600/epic+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JbD1fVBq9hA/TydAi9sZeRI/AAAAAAAAByA/98L-BEwAm_E/s400/epic+001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What fun challenges await you this year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-6191121355966731669?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6191121355966731669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6191121355966731669&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6191121355966731669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6191121355966731669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-finish-of-2012.html' title='First finish of 2012...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYnV1qfM97Q/TydAuQzqAII/AAAAAAAAByI/umcre_nbp0w/s72-c/first+finish+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-8051133599030388342</id><published>2012-01-18T10:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T10:25:01.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic...</title><content type='html'>Sounds so much better than clutter, mess, total disaster...don't you think? &amp;nbsp;And this is just a very small spot in my "play" room. &amp;nbsp;All this for one little tag! &amp;nbsp;No storage space, my excuse for not having an organized room. &amp;nbsp;After all, isn't that what the floor is for?!?! &amp;nbsp;Well thanks to my thrifty side kick, there is now a great cabinet that will contain and hide the workings of my mind. &amp;nbsp;The goal is to clean and purge before even bring the new purchase into the space. &amp;nbsp;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhEqK-XiOr0/TxbtzHG8qtI/AAAAAAAABxQ/O_On44Ec5DY/s1600/epic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhEqK-XiOr0/TxbtzHG8qtI/AAAAAAAABxQ/O_On44Ec5DY/s320/epic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you create in clutter?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-8051133599030388342?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8051133599030388342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=8051133599030388342&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/8051133599030388342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/8051133599030388342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/epic.html' title='Epic...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhEqK-XiOr0/TxbtzHG8qtI/AAAAAAAABxQ/O_On44Ec5DY/s72-c/epic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2777496293687699513</id><published>2012-01-02T11:58:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:17:00.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending and beginning. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Each new year fills my heart with reflections on the old and expectations for the new. &amp;nbsp;While taking down the tree this morning, thoughts of &amp;nbsp;"Will I always put up a tree?" came to mind. &amp;nbsp;How could I not? &amp;nbsp;Each ornament has its own story to tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suf317S1iew/TwHpxMnYVZI/AAAAAAAABw0/Ke6PPW79pb0/s1600/Christmas+Day+Jim%2527s+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suf317S1iew/TwHpxMnYVZI/AAAAAAAABw0/Ke6PPW79pb0/s400/Christmas+Day+Jim%2527s+005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even Annie was a little sad to see the tree go. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZC-xOO7dBI/TwHqW_f1rsI/AAAAAAAABxI/Erq-poO-eco/s1600/Dana+12-18+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZC-xOO7dBI/TwHqW_f1rsI/AAAAAAAABxI/Erq-poO-eco/s400/Dana+12-18+006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;However, starting the new year stitching was a perfect way to bring in 2012. &amp;nbsp;Thank you Beth (&lt;b&gt;Heartstring&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Samplery&lt;/b&gt;) for providing this lovely little &lt;a href="http://thetwistfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mmApafbSOME/TwHpq4J_R4I/AAAAAAAABws/jie1UGEwEXI/s1600/new+year+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mmApafbSOME/TwHpq4J_R4I/AAAAAAAABws/jie1UGEwEXI/s400/new+year+008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mmApafbSOME/TwHpq4J_R4I/AAAAAAAABws/jie1UGEwEXI/s1600/new+year+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you make new memories and remember the old?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-2777496293687699513?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2777496293687699513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2777496293687699513&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2777496293687699513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2777496293687699513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/ending-and-beginning.html' title='Ending and beginning. . .'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suf317S1iew/TwHpxMnYVZI/AAAAAAAABw0/Ke6PPW79pb0/s72-c/Christmas+Day+Jim%2527s+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4429626517198495663</id><published>2011-12-31T13:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:16:02.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1Nd8fRmwdw/Tv9jedr8iHI/AAAAAAAABwg/ib3RfMF9IwY/s1600/Vintage-New-Years-Postcards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1Nd8fRmwdw/Tv9jedr8iHI/AAAAAAAABwg/ib3RfMF9IwY/s400/Vintage-New-Years-Postcards.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you are posting photos of your beautiful finishes for the Year 2011 or your plans for the coming year. &amp;nbsp;I look back and think, not a lot of stitching took place. &amp;nbsp;Yet, with all it's challenges, the year was indeed one to hold dear. &amp;nbsp;One has only to review their blog to see all the "joys" life gives. &amp;nbsp;Spending time with family and friends are the true "jewel" in each of our lives. &amp;nbsp;I've never made New Year's Resolutions, however in 2012, I am going to wish for more patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whatever you wish for, may you know Peace, Love &amp;amp; Joy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-4429626517198495663?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4429626517198495663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4429626517198495663&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4429626517198495663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4429626517198495663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/wishing-you.html' title='Wishing you...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1Nd8fRmwdw/Tv9jedr8iHI/AAAAAAAABwg/ib3RfMF9IwY/s72-c/Vintage-New-Years-Postcards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3940944784661815094</id><published>2011-12-29T11:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:31:09.161-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hannah's Small Basket"</title><content type='html'>From&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://blackbird-designs.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Schoolgirl's Work&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;was a fun little stitch. &amp;nbsp;One would think it could be finished in time for Christmas...one would think, but not so. Not a lot of stitching, or should I say finishes recently, but I'm hoping she still wants it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lA8VAX0Z9kI/TvyhzxJeOVI/AAAAAAAABvM/8KJbWGMot7s/s1600/school+girl+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lA8VAX0Z9kI/TvyhzxJeOVI/AAAAAAAABvM/8KJbWGMot7s/s400/school+girl+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think, too little, too late?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-3940944784661815094?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3940944784661815094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3940944784661815094&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3940944784661815094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3940944784661815094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/hannahs-small-basket.html' title='&quot;Hannah&apos;s Small Basket&quot;'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lA8VAX0Z9kI/TvyhzxJeOVI/AAAAAAAABvM/8KJbWGMot7s/s72-c/school+girl+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6499150514836203642</id><published>2011-12-24T12:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:32:21.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whooo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5AV2Xa0WyZ4/TvYToBNg86I/AAAAAAAABuI/EAKBnKxUq5w/s1600/owl+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5AV2Xa0WyZ4/TvYToBNg86I/AAAAAAAABuI/EAKBnKxUq5w/s400/owl+004.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plays like this on Christmas Eve day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-6499150514836203642?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6499150514836203642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6499150514836203642&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6499150514836203642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6499150514836203642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/whooo.html' title='Whooo...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5AV2Xa0WyZ4/TvYToBNg86I/AAAAAAAABuI/EAKBnKxUq5w/s72-c/owl+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5944485229848125173</id><published>2011-12-23T13:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:31:53.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Breath of Heaven"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now one of my favorite Christmas songs. &lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/TOQRtYYERGo/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOQRtYYERGo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOQRtYYERGo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Few changes take place here, which may seem boring, but I think of it as tradition. &amp;nbsp;Every year when I begin to decorate fond memories come to mind as I place each ornament, Santa and treasure in it's usual place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet simple as it may be, I did rearrange the deer tray and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djKCf3-uc1M/TvDtWUzagqI/AAAAAAAABtU/YKREvGM_f-Q/s1600/blog%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688307297166197410" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djKCf3-uc1M/TvDtWUzagqI/AAAAAAAABtU/YKREvGM_f-Q/s400/blog%2B009.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Santas came down from the mantle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qk8sHcJc2U/TvDtLi8veII/AAAAAAAABtI/sxqEmVo9oAc/s1600/blog%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688307111984855170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qk8sHcJc2U/TvDtLi8veII/AAAAAAAABtI/sxqEmVo9oAc/s400/blog%2B001.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allowing one of my favorite samplers to shine without the clutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAoB1hDDoDw/TvDs-aNktyI/AAAAAAAABs8/vFsi_kdnYaw/s1600/blog%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688306886301234978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAoB1hDDoDw/TvDs-aNktyI/AAAAAAAABs8/vFsi_kdnYaw/s400/blog%2B005.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What changes did you make this year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-4632572443871041758?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4632572443871041758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4632572443871041758&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4632572443871041758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4632572443871041758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/many.html' title='Many...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djKCf3-uc1M/TvDtWUzagqI/AAAAAAAABtU/YKREvGM_f-Q/s72-c/blog%2B009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-9101308305524370486</id><published>2011-12-15T07:53:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T08:34:10.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More fun...</title><content type='html'>On "First Saturday", no less.  The &lt;a href="http://kcjewel.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"jewel"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had the idea to visit historic hotels around the City to view Christmas decorations.  Having been in the hotel industry in another life, sounded like a great idea.  More gawking than picture taking on my part...lights and photos are not my thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.hotelphillips.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hotel Phillips&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; still holds fond memories for me.  So glad it was renovated and is now on the National Registry of Historic Places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GbHpZkVHJUU/Tun9Q-g8ubI/AAAAAAAABso/VKR9Ed6JCe0/s1600/12-10%2B022.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GbHpZkVHJUU/Tun9Q-g8ubI/AAAAAAAABso/VKR9Ed6JCe0/s400/12-10%2B022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686354472632891826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is the&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/ww.hialaddin.com/aladdin-history.html"&gt;Aladdin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  The art deco decor in the lobby was of more interest than the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cznat491czk/Tun9LsIcgAI/AAAAAAAABsc/Y7EepmVO318/s1600/12-10%2B013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cznat491czk/Tun9LsIcgAI/AAAAAAAABsc/Y7EepmVO318/s400/12-10%2B013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686354381798932482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No pictures of the&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.savoyhotel.net/"&gt;Hotel Savoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; building...you wouldn't believe them!  Not only is the china the same, so was the very old and worn pink, yes pink, flowered wallpaper.  Supposedly this Hotel has ghosts, a couple very well may belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXOfJbrn4Lo/Tun8uRii0kI/AAAAAAAABr4/kxv7aEpgnbw/s1600/12-10%2B034.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXOfJbrn4Lo/Tun8uRii0kI/AAAAAAAABr4/kxv7aEpgnbw/s400/12-10%2B034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686353876444435010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www1.hilton.com/en_US/hi/hotel/MCIPRHF-Hilton-President-Kansas-City-Missouri/index.do"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;President Hotel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was filled with beautiful decorations and a favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUVGgdZCvyA/Tun8owaaU4I/AAAAAAAABrs/u_P8kO9KcA4/s1600/12-10%2B047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUVGgdZCvyA/Tun8owaaU4I/AAAAAAAABrs/u_P8kO9KcA4/s400/12-10%2B047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686353781652607874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://kcholidaywindows.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Windows on Main&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, decorated to raise money for various organizations, were a slight disappointment...tiredness and the cold were setting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glq3M0YTCVc/Tun8i6gnoKI/AAAAAAAABrg/Pmp3a6_TJb0/s1600/12-10%2B038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glq3M0YTCVc/Tun8i6gnoKI/AAAAAAAABrg/Pmp3a6_TJb0/s400/12-10%2B038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686353681283784866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect window display for a jewelry store.  Beautiful jewelry and nice glass of champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rReiO4U1NQ8/Tun8bFceYCI/AAAAAAAABrU/0wh_mEZJjjY/s1600/12-10%2B041.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rReiO4U1NQ8/Tun8bFceYCI/AAAAAAAABrU/0wh_mEZJjjY/s400/12-10%2B041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686353546780237858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day ends...at the &lt;a href="http://thebrickkcmo.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brick&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with a new brew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1INM95KvGoE/Tun8BNEQtII/AAAAAAAABq8/-ZO48z-ztxc/s1600/12-10%2B056.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1INM95KvGoE/Tun8BNEQtII/AAAAAAAABq8/-ZO48z-ztxc/s400/12-10%2B056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686353102149563522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does your city have sites you visit at Christmas?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-9101308305524370486?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/9101308305524370486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=9101308305524370486&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/9101308305524370486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/9101308305524370486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-fun.html' title='More fun...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GbHpZkVHJUU/Tun9Q-g8ubI/AAAAAAAABso/VKR9Ed6JCe0/s72-c/12-10%2B022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2049282186831581750</id><published>2011-12-08T07:59:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T08:30:10.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday Season...</title><content type='html'>Is upon us and I'm having fun.  Fun doing a lot for "joy" that is...like a staycation.  Oh yes, the tree and house are decorated, but I'm told I should be shopping.  I'm just not a shopper and since there hasn't been a road trip for a good long while, time spent playing in our hometown seemed in order.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely room with the view of the Plaza Lights.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DF3wjaYhyww/TuDDQ860gsI/AAAAAAAABqs/FAOMYmEckgA/s1600/Staycation%2B12-1%2B006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DF3wjaYhyww/TuDDQ860gsI/AAAAAAAABqs/FAOMYmEckgA/s400/Staycation%2B12-1%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683757425739727554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1065thewolf.com/pages/11344319.php"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Christmas Acoustic Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FgOj4DbKiHg/TuDDMkKMB7I/AAAAAAAABqg/5N5ZHeOti8g/s1600/Staycation%2B12-1%2B044.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FgOj4DbKiHg/TuDDMkKMB7I/AAAAAAAABqg/5N5ZHeOti8g/s400/Staycation%2B12-1%2B044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683757350373820338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New place for breakfast and best coffee ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMKYtUFD9h8/TuDDFZkGwVI/AAAAAAAABqU/2B2FAubk-Ro/s1600/Staycation%2B12-1%2B013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMKYtUFD9h8/TuDDFZkGwVI/AAAAAAAABqU/2B2FAubk-Ro/s400/Staycation%2B12-1%2B013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683757227270652242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit to&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.irmastarr.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Irma Starr's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; studio with an addition to the red ware collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7uFJ6fWwVEU/TuDC_If0apI/AAAAAAAABqI/ECAHx1hKKEg/s1600/Staycation%2B12-1%2B023.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7uFJ6fWwVEU/TuDC_If0apI/AAAAAAAABqI/ECAHx1hKKEg/s400/Staycation%2B12-1%2B023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683757119610055314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, First Friday shopping in the &lt;a href="http://www.westbottoms.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=category&amp;amp;layout=blog&amp;amp;id=30"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;west bottoms&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Why is it I'm drawn to disco balls and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ppws.vt.edu/scott/weed_id/diwsi.htm"&gt;teasel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?  The upside down tomato cages are just a fun way to hold greenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82MQMr_aBiA/TuDC5GKPfdI/AAAAAAAABp8/fNzEOj1etN0/s1600/Staycation%2B12-1%2B027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82MQMr_aBiA/TuDC5GKPfdI/AAAAAAAABp8/fNzEOj1etN0/s400/Staycation%2B12-1%2B027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683757015903469010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was much more packed into twenty four hours, but you tell me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you have too much fun?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-2049282186831581750?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2049282186831581750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2049282186831581750&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2049282186831581750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2049282186831581750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-season.html' title='The Holiday Season...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DF3wjaYhyww/TuDDQ860gsI/AAAAAAAABqs/FAOMYmEckgA/s72-c/Staycation%2B12-1%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4978084527362547056</id><published>2011-12-01T10:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:57:41.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to believe...</title><content type='html'>That Thanksgiving has come and gone and the flurry of the Christmas holiday begins. Yet before turkey, we had a birthday dinner party two days before.  At the request of the birthday boy, we had cheese cake.  No surprise, since it's been that way for at least the past twenty years!  Tradition, one would say.  However, this year was almost disastrous.  I cannot remember ever having a failed cheese cake, not so this birthday.  After many tears and a trip to the grocery store, another one was baked and it was delicious!  A sweet little tradition was started with the scrabble pieces.  Every one took turns thinking of words with the Happy Birthday letters.  Oh my, the words and fun.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9epNxZ6cW9I/TtetVaLJoXI/AAAAAAAABps/CxxkdwbCchs/s1600/11-22%2B014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9epNxZ6cW9I/TtetVaLJoXI/AAAAAAAABps/CxxkdwbCchs/s400/11-22%2B014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681200038266118514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was wonderful...easy for me  to say, I just fixed a cranberry salad and spent the day with a nice glass of wine or two.  Lucky me.  Yes, lucky me...the teen grandgirl spent the night and helped set up the tree.  Another tradition that is so loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n2s07KRk5Qs/Tteso1y6LsI/AAAAAAAABpg/Y3OOB73iyys/s1600/Peters%2BHouse%2B011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n2s07KRk5Qs/Tteso1y6LsI/AAAAAAAABpg/Y3OOB73iyys/s400/Peters%2BHouse%2B011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681199272586522306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope to concentrate on the "Traditions" rather than the "so much to do" this year.  Thank you to those of you that drop by and leave a comment....they're always appreciated.  Now I have two questions for you...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are your Holiday Traditions and are you addicted to Pinterest too?  Gosh, could I call that a Tradition?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-4978084527362547056?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4978084527362547056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4978084527362547056&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4978084527362547056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4978084527362547056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/hard-to-believe.html' title='Hard to believe...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9epNxZ6cW9I/TtetVaLJoXI/AAAAAAAABps/CxxkdwbCchs/s72-c/11-22%2B014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1447734489856592673</id><published>2011-11-23T18:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T18:50:18.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MznY67nbM4/Ts2UiwekdMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/8TjcNFM5LpA/s1600/Mono_Thanksgiving_Postcard_0001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MznY67nbM4/Ts2UiwekdMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/8TjcNFM5LpA/s400/Mono_Thanksgiving_Postcard_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678358030033646786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-1447734489856592673?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1447734489856592673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1447734489856592673&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1447734489856592673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1447734489856592673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/11/blessings-for.html' title='Blessings for...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MznY67nbM4/Ts2UiwekdMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/8TjcNFM5LpA/s72-c/Mono_Thanksgiving_Postcard_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-755167033216475484</id><published>2011-11-16T11:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:21:50.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, a teenager...</title><content type='html'>Is now among us.  Where did the years go?  Something about that number, 13, is mind boggling.  One could write a book on each and every year.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8adPD6W-hSA/TsPuHP4mceI/AAAAAAAABo4/IxJhKAr6jXQ/s1600/11-10%2B003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8adPD6W-hSA/TsPuHP4mceI/AAAAAAAABo4/IxJhKAr6jXQ/s400/11-10%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675641763707384290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a teenager could sit like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1v__zlxPwk/TsPuDH46EII/AAAAAAAABos/E2rRnK8ycEw/s1600/11-10%2B022.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1v__zlxPwk/TsPuDH46EII/AAAAAAAABos/E2rRnK8ycEw/s400/11-10%2B022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675641692841709698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for certain...she has a happy heart and still "dances in the moonlight"...full moon on your 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;...some type of sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MeKW6aAr7eU/TsPt8ZI9y9I/AAAAAAAABog/z2WD4PytAfk/s1600/11-10%2B028.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MeKW6aAr7eU/TsPt8ZI9y9I/AAAAAAAABog/z2WD4PytAfk/s400/11-10%2B028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675641577213381586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or just me loving you to the moon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-755167033216475484?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/755167033216475484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=755167033216475484&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/755167033216475484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/755167033216475484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/11/yes-teenager.html' title='Yes, a teenager...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8adPD6W-hSA/TsPuHP4mceI/AAAAAAAABo4/IxJhKAr6jXQ/s72-c/11-10%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4065013528794677676</id><published>2011-11-05T15:38:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T16:07:52.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Fridays...</title><content type='html'>Are always fun and filled with new adventure. There are so many places to visit in and around the Kansas City area, one of them being the &lt;a href="http://www.kcgarmentmuseum.org/garment-images"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kansas City Garment District Museum&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9pArfgGKMsw/TrWhJVu4kmI/AAAAAAAABoE/jCdXYL5j-nM/s1600/11-4%2B021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9pArfgGKMsw/TrWhJVu4kmI/AAAAAAAABoE/jCdXYL5j-nM/s400/11-4%2B021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671616487567692386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there were many lovely garments on display, the hand made hats drew me in.  When was the last time you wore a hat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uiaa1OeZqy8/TrWhEq1VsMI/AAAAAAAABn4/1oOFwHbxy2U/s1600/11-4%2B002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uiaa1OeZqy8/TrWhEq1VsMI/AAAAAAAABn4/1oOFwHbxy2U/s400/11-4%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671616407332565186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was your favorite adorned with plastic fruit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa_92CC5UZM/TrWhAnXhtOI/AAAAAAAABns/y40JceJ3WUQ/s1600/11-4%2B004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa_92CC5UZM/TrWhAnXhtOI/AAAAAAAABns/y40JceJ3WUQ/s400/11-4%2B004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671616337682740450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A favorite brooch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpl6q3o07cY/TrWg8hKVXwI/AAAAAAAABng/PDMW4S5Ub8A/s1600/11-4%2B006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpl6q3o07cY/TrWg8hKVXwI/AAAAAAAABng/PDMW4S5Ub8A/s400/11-4%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671616267297316610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or jewels of the heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1tFrgngU9A/TrWg48Rt-tI/AAAAAAAABnU/Gaep7aCTh8Q/s1600/11-4%2B003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1tFrgngU9A/TrWg48Rt-tI/AAAAAAAABnU/Gaep7aCTh8Q/s400/11-4%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671616205856570066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour, a little antiquing in the west bottoms, dinner at &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mannyskc.com/location.htm"&gt;Manny's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, a stroll through a couple of art galleries, with an ending of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elbowchocolates.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christopher Elbow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chocolates.  Port Wine Fig and Venezuelan Spice, chosen strictly by appearance, proved to sweet choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nx7vrQ_BiBA/TrWg0dbMM6I/AAAAAAAABnI/r4kO6Tp811o/s1600/11-4%2B028.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nx7vrQ_BiBA/TrWg0dbMM6I/AAAAAAAABnI/r4kO6Tp811o/s400/11-4%2B028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671616128855323554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can the rest of the weekend be sweeter?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-4065013528794677676?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4065013528794677676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4065013528794677676&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4065013528794677676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4065013528794677676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-fridays.html' title='First Fridays...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9pArfgGKMsw/TrWhJVu4kmI/AAAAAAAABoE/jCdXYL5j-nM/s72-c/11-4%2B021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2097721531351302343</id><published>2011-11-02T08:24:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T08:51:30.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"What are we doing here?"...</title><content type='html'>They say as we pull off the road near the woods.  "Picking up hedge balls, you know those green balls some call hedge apples."  "What do you do with them?", they say in unison.  "Decorate around the garden, of course!"&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3g6Yn-GY9Q/TrFId6lTW5I/AAAAAAAABlg/DGrPYOz-4fo/s1600/10-31%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3g6Yn-GY9Q/TrFId6lTW5I/AAAAAAAABlg/DGrPYOz-4fo/s400/10-31%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670393084615285650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long to get into the &lt;i&gt;art&lt;/i&gt; of gathering hedge apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80PrPtAg_GA/TrFIZpNfePI/AAAAAAAABlU/hEkDeLcNvqE/s1600/10-31%2B004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80PrPtAg_GA/TrFIZpNfePI/AAAAAAAABlU/hEkDeLcNvqE/s400/10-31%2B004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670393011232536818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hcyCxhnb9Q/TrFIVfWyqsI/AAAAAAAABlI/29uYzuUIctc/s1600/10-31%2B005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hcyCxhnb9Q/TrFIVfWyqsI/AAAAAAAABlI/29uYzuUIctc/s400/10-31%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670392939867712194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did help, although her heart wasn't really in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOmcjZDh9qg/TrFIQjEioMI/AAAAAAAABk8/bnlN38vHWwo/s1600/10-31%2B003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOmcjZDh9qg/TrFIQjEioMI/AAAAAAAABk8/bnlN38vHWwo/s400/10-31%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670392854965559490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she will become the sidekick when gathering goodies from the woods.  After all, it won't be long to search for red berries and pine cones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM3h1ZDQC4w/TrFIGXHSx2I/AAAAAAAABkw/Rh0Qlge8H-4/s1600/10-31%2B002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM3h1ZDQC4w/TrFIGXHSx2I/AAAAAAAABkw/Rh0Qlge8H-4/s400/10-31%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670392679957186402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You mean we can do this again?", she says with a smile.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3686802198497889009-2097721531351302343?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2097721531351302343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2097721531351302343&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2097721531351302343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2097721531351302343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-are-we-doing-here.html' title='&quot;What are we doing here?&quot;...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3g6Yn-GY9Q/TrFId6lTW5I/AAAAAAAABlg/DGrPYOz-4fo/s72-c/10-31%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4275415076006744650</id><published>2011-10-31T09:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T10:05:07.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All-Hallows-Eve...</title><content type='html'>Or Halloween, as many say, can be a rather topsyturvy day.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTVsJSdEshU/Tq63YWwFiLI/AAAAAAAABh0/CtBPZmjlUo0/s1600/halloween.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTVsJSdEshU/Tq63YWwFiLI/AAAAAAAABh0/CtBPZmjlUo0/s400/halloween.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669670609958045874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you believe Trick or Treat is cancelled in some parts of the East?  May you enjoy a safe and Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3686802198497889009-4275415076006744650?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4275415076006744650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4275415076006744650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4275415076006744650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4275415076006744650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-hallows-eve.html' title='All-Hallows-Eve...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTVsJSdEshU/Tq63YWwFiLI/AAAAAAAABh0/CtBPZmjlUo0/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6587886476524433091</id><published>2011-10-16T16:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T17:06:41.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet memories...</title><content type='html'>Sun, sand, stitching, family and friends---memories.  Now that fall truly is in the air, only the sweet memories of summer remain.  Had it not been for &lt;a href="http://stitchbitch.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-winner-is.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hosting a challenge, this little project would have been just an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unstitched&lt;/span&gt;  memory of a project seen on a blog some where.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhWkyCwqf80/TptQtzFLdOI/AAAAAAAABhQ/MYcaAIRCee8/s1600/Sweet%2B003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhWkyCwqf80/TptQtzFLdOI/AAAAAAAABhQ/MYcaAIRCee8/s400/Sweet%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664209704084796642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A summer overnight with the oldest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grandgirl&lt;/span&gt; leaving behind a note tucked under my bed pillow. Can a memory be any sweeter?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8PMcREds8n4/TptQmchVyZI/AAAAAAAABhE/XzIhRn47OuE/s1600/ES%2Bfinish%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8PMcREds8n4/TptQmchVyZI/AAAAAAAABhE/XzIhRn47OuE/s400/ES%2Bfinish%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664209577769814418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sweet memories, sweet dreams...much the same?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-6587886476524433091?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6587886476524433091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6587886476524433091&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6587886476524433091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6587886476524433091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-memories.html' title='Sweet memories...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhWkyCwqf80/TptQtzFLdOI/AAAAAAAABhQ/MYcaAIRCee8/s72-c/Sweet%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6636837609690419246</id><published>2011-10-09T19:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T19:27:41.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend full...</title><content type='html'>Too tired to share it all.  Just a peek of the fun ending!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVInJTU3874/TpI6pu2QFFI/AAAAAAAABg4/dSWWJGXNcx8/s1600/10-9%2B038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVInJTU3874/TpI6pu2QFFI/AAAAAAAABg4/dSWWJGXNcx8/s400/10-9%2B038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661652170182759506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;May your week be full of happiness!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-6636837609690419246?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6636837609690419246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6636837609690419246&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6636837609690419246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6636837609690419246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-full.html' title='Weekend full...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dVInJTU3874/TpI6pu2QFFI/AAAAAAAABg4/dSWWJGXNcx8/s72-c/10-9%2B038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-7530192227621370366</id><published>2011-10-01T22:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:59:54.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair Leather Day...</title><content type='html'>At Hallmarket:  A Hallmark Artist Art Fair.  About 100 employees/artists showcased  work done on their own and not through the company.  Amazing art in various mediums, however, I was drawn to leather.   The sweet journal was made by a young lady who sold everything she brought.  I wish I had taken a picture of all her varied pieces...they were all wonderful.  And the cuff, made from a belt, caught my eye first thing.  I'm not sure why I didn't buy it right away.  So happy it was there when I returned.  The artist said it was one of his favorites and glad to see me wearing it home. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-foNug7Ui4u8/TofcE4YqLPI/AAAAAAAABgs/VVx2DJltfK0/s1600/10-1%2B014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-foNug7Ui4u8/TofcE4YqLPI/AAAAAAAABgs/VVx2DJltfK0/s400/10-1%2B014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658733433227717874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psqq9HOIumw/Tofb_nTzlgI/AAAAAAAABgk/vniPAtO4kbE/s1600/10-1%2B002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psqq9HOIumw/Tofb_nTzlgI/AAAAAAAABgk/vniPAtO4kbE/s400/10-1%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658733342744614402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this gal did with bottles and odds and ends, words cannot describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cBexReg-OY/Tofb7VDSDQI/AAAAAAAABgc/1qiRIG27Wss/s1600/10-1%2B005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6cBexReg-OY/Tofb7VDSDQI/AAAAAAAABgc/1qiRIG27Wss/s400/10-1%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658733269123992834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a wonderful way to bring in the month of October.  Great weather, art, food and friend. Next year more photos, artists names and more cash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did you begin the month?&lt;/b&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/3686802198497889009-7530192227621370366?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7530192227621370366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=7530192227621370366&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7530192227621370366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7530192227621370366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/10/fair-leather-day.html' title='Fair Leather Day...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-foNug7Ui4u8/TofcE4YqLPI/AAAAAAAABgs/VVx2DJltfK0/s72-c/10-1%2B014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2786474789189101202</id><published>2011-09-26T15:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T15:25:32.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to revisit...</title><content type='html'>"Sarah Tatum" and perhaps a part-time position. Sarah has been in the bowl far too long. Gosh, perhaps as long as I've been away from working in the needlework industry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking I need to "get out" a little more, so why not work at something I know and really like--framing and needlework. Actually, that sounds like a plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7PSiYj8V6w/ToDfa7tTFnI/AAAAAAAABgQ/L8p1Bo0iXvk/s1600/9-20%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7PSiYj8V6w/ToDfa7tTFnI/AAAAAAAABgQ/L8p1Bo0iXvk/s400/9-20%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656766785774622322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think, should Sarah and I get out?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3686802198497889009-2786474789189101202?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2786474789189101202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2786474789189101202&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2786474789189101202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2786474789189101202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/09/time-to-revisit.html' title='Time to revisit...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7PSiYj8V6w/ToDfa7tTFnI/AAAAAAAABgQ/L8p1Bo0iXvk/s72-c/9-20%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6840972796181338436</id><published>2011-09-23T09:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T09:11:11.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing says Fall...</title><content type='html'>Like pumpkins and the color orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5LzDrcj7Yg/TnyRzU0-lkI/AAAAAAAABf4/r1vRp_P-w0M/s1600/oct17%2B033.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5LzDrcj7Yg/TnyRzU0-lkI/AAAAAAAABf4/r1vRp_P-w0M/s400/oct17%2B033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655555543020770882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-vp11VcXWE/TnyRtq6LUII/AAAAAAAABfw/cbmgC7-qoPk/s1600/Bittersweet%2B002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-vp11VcXWE/TnyRtq6LUII/AAAAAAAABfw/cbmgC7-qoPk/s400/Bittersweet%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655555445868941442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indoors and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bav2tkUWdY4/TnyRmnCRHWI/AAAAAAAABfo/QfpkQeHe9hQ/s1600/Bittersweet%2B009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bav2tkUWdY4/TnyRmnCRHWI/AAAAAAAABfo/QfpkQeHe9hQ/s400/Bittersweet%2B009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655555324570049890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSs312Z0Zdw/TnyRg_Nx62I/AAAAAAAABfg/hhUB11rtNBQ/s1600/9-20%2B004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSs312Z0Zdw/TnyRg_Nx62I/AAAAAAAABfg/hhUB11rtNBQ/s400/9-20%2B004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655555227981572962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrBFDmyT-Kk/TnyRcWukGBI/AAAAAAAABfY/7_KPAon6CCs/s1600/9-20%2B003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrBFDmyT-Kk/TnyRcWukGBI/AAAAAAAABfY/7_KPAon6CCs/s400/9-20%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655555148393748498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't you just love Fall?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-6840972796181338436?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6840972796181338436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6840972796181338436&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6840972796181338436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6840972796181338436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/09/nothing-says-fall.html' title='Nothing says Fall...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5LzDrcj7Yg/TnyRzU0-lkI/AAAAAAAABf4/r1vRp_P-w0M/s72-c/oct17%2B033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2496756253106972531</id><published>2011-09-05T11:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:50:12.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Say So...</title><content type='html'>It's Fall.  Even though the calendar doesn't say Fall, I do!  We are having temperatures in the 70's and it just feels like a new season.  The decorating has begun...remember my &lt;a href="http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-abound.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"deer tray"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from Christmas...well, now it's Fall.  I love it!!  And I love decorating through out the house--this must be my favorite time of the year.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vw5hVsZcTQI/TmT8QZLZ5EI/AAAAAAAABfI/t7tNuuE7Luk/s1600/Fall%2B002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vw5hVsZcTQI/TmT8QZLZ5EI/AAAAAAAABfI/t7tNuuE7Luk/s400/Fall%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648917191196271682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And anything that has the word Pumpkin on it, has to be good...right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SVxJKweAyO8/TmT8Lkj9arI/AAAAAAAABfA/-z6a4pBZ8OE/s1600/Fall%2B008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SVxJKweAyO8/TmT8Lkj9arI/AAAAAAAABfA/-z6a4pBZ8OE/s400/Fall%2B008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648917108352707250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;What says Fall to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-2496756253106972531?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2496756253106972531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2496756253106972531&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2496756253106972531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2496756253106972531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/09/because-i-say-so.html' title='Because I Say So...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vw5hVsZcTQI/TmT8QZLZ5EI/AAAAAAAABfI/t7tNuuE7Luk/s72-c/Fall%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4164038484561542007</id><published>2011-08-24T14:51:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:02:02.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Times Two...</title><content type='html'>Is more than one project at a time!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6hxYzSwPQI/TlVW_FX7QyI/AAAAAAAABe0/K2rr6u1Judo/s1600/Times%2BTwo%2B060.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6hxYzSwPQI/TlVW_FX7QyI/AAAAAAAABe0/K2rr6u1Judo/s400/Times%2BTwo%2B060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644513349753062178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always short a floss, nuts...today it's double.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQaJQeH_uvc/TlVW6Nv5SfI/AAAAAAAABes/tKpbsICizr4/s1600/Times%2BTwo%2B072.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQaJQeH_uvc/TlVW6Nv5SfI/AAAAAAAABes/tKpbsICizr4/s400/Times%2BTwo%2B072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644513266101733874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happened to 2 "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;n's&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QKpNHo5SgbU/TlVW1JSPavI/AAAAAAAABek/g2eD2Zwl_wg/s1600/BW%2B7-9%2B008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QKpNHo5SgbU/TlVW1JSPavI/AAAAAAAABek/g2eD2Zwl_wg/s400/BW%2B7-9%2B008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644513179004267250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to be eaten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpkfExN5KUE/TlVWwLQf65I/AAAAAAAABec/H-h04cibzQw/s1600/Times%2BTwo%2B064.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpkfExN5KUE/TlVWwLQf65I/AAAAAAAABec/H-h04cibzQw/s400/Times%2BTwo%2B064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644513093634485138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Healthy food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pCelYe-nEc/TlVWon05LpI/AAAAAAAABeU/eH2dUSHW7T0/s1600/Times%2BTwo%2B045.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pCelYe-nEc/TlVWon05LpI/AAAAAAAABeU/eH2dUSHW7T0/s400/Times%2BTwo%2B045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644512963864374930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Healthier food:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--XgAPIf-TsM/TlVWjYbE0TI/AAAAAAAABeM/92FHENpAwuE/s1600/BW%2B7-9%2B013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--XgAPIf-TsM/TlVWjYbE0TI/AAAAAAAABeM/92FHENpAwuE/s400/BW%2B7-9%2B013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644512873830207794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two--two days a week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuJBA9C2fZ0/TlVWa5QoQ2I/AAAAAAAABeE/wwVuGyrk78c/s1600/Times%2BTwo%2B026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuJBA9C2fZ0/TlVWa5QoQ2I/AAAAAAAABeE/wwVuGyrk78c/s400/Times%2BTwo%2B026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644512728025940834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two times anything can be fun...don't you think?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-4164038484561542007?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4164038484561542007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4164038484561542007&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4164038484561542007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4164038484561542007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/08/times-two.html' title='Times Two...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6hxYzSwPQI/TlVW_FX7QyI/AAAAAAAABe0/K2rr6u1Judo/s72-c/Times%2BTwo%2B060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-720967966351907783</id><published>2011-08-08T11:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:55:27.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;No computer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No stock market reports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No mortgage fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No debt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No photo taken by me...credit goes to the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://kcjewel.wordpress.com/"&gt;"jewel"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twWJ7KQy3DM/TkAPjrcAIcI/AAAAAAAABc4/DjA0JpiQsKE/s1600/IMG_8622.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twWJ7KQy3DM/TkAPjrcAIcI/AAAAAAAABc4/DjA0JpiQsKE/s400/IMG_8622.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638523839097872834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No can be such a negative word.  Looking back on the weekend, there was still plenty of joy to be found even with all the "No's" swirling around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;How about you--can you count joys in your life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-720967966351907783?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/720967966351907783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=720967966351907783&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/720967966351907783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/720967966351907783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend-off.html' title='Weekend off...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twWJ7KQy3DM/TkAPjrcAIcI/AAAAAAAABc4/DjA0JpiQsKE/s72-c/IMG_8622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2354799416104461054</id><published>2011-07-26T16:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:23:10.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deviation...</title><content type='html'>From correctness or accuracy not your forte?  Then Elizabeth Savilles may not be for you.  With numerous chart pages, fabric and thread colors with little to no contrast, to unfinished flowers; Elizabeth could be considered a "mistake" all around.  Charted from an original sampler, dated 1841, she was more likely reproduced in her current condition.  Never the less, she was not a mistake to finish, and...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nH3_ojcChmY/Ti8tconGxOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/iLqo0KrWXDw/s1600/ES%2Bfinish%2B015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nH3_ojcChmY/Ti8tconGxOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/iLqo0KrWXDw/s400/ES%2Bfinish%2B015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633771628824806626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8s6dXgoR6U/Ti8tKkbHGqI/AAAAAAAABcA/AKQfEqyggYY/s1600/ES%2Bfinish%2B006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N8s6dXgoR6U/Ti8tKkbHGqI/AAAAAAAABcA/AKQfEqyggYY/s400/ES%2Bfinish%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633771318463109794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;We all show a little wear through the years, right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-2354799416104461054?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2354799416104461054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2354799416104461054&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2354799416104461054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2354799416104461054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/deviation.html' title='Deviation...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nH3_ojcChmY/Ti8tconGxOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/iLqo0KrWXDw/s72-c/ES%2Bfinish%2B015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-7541823746808174651</id><published>2011-07-17T13:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T14:21:32.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to stay cool...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgif2kYwGDY/TiMz6LRR1cI/AAAAAAAABbM/sQ2uidAUGFQ/s1600/May%2B023.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgif2kYwGDY/TiMz6LRR1cI/AAAAAAAABbM/sQ2uidAUGFQ/s400/May%2B023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630401033693943234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alter pattern of exercise...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Really, who exercises in this weather?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wear loose-fitting clothes, preferably 100% cotton...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Why wear clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep a spray bottle of water in refrigerator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;and use on your face after being outdoors...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do I need to go outdoors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Use fans with central air...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Why not...a/c bill will be high anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Store lotions in refrigerator to use on hot feet...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Isn't this border-line freaky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep plastic bottles of water in freezer,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;grab one when you go outside...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm not going outside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drink plenty of water...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In my coffee count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eat lighter "summer fare"...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Will he understand this when he asks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"What's for dinner?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avoid caffeine and alcohol...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oops...see drink plenty of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Use common sense...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The prior hint must not apply to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just how do fairies, and you, keep cool?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-7541823746808174651?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7541823746808174651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=7541823746808174651&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7541823746808174651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7541823746808174651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/alter-pattern-of-excersie-really-who.html' title='How to stay cool...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgif2kYwGDY/TiMz6LRR1cI/AAAAAAAABbM/sQ2uidAUGFQ/s72-c/May%2B023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3988299158937132724</id><published>2011-07-11T10:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:13:15.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JPPRPP...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Plant, a gift from a friend, came to live with me a  while back.  What a scary thought. Give me a plant?  Did she not hear me say Annie kitty might chew on it?  Did she not see the fear in my eyes?  Did she  not know it was only a matter of time before I would kill it?!    Bloom?  Oh  gosh, NO, not in my hands.  Well, surprise, surprise and so the story  goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;"The plant came from my parents' neighbor Margaret Powell.  I got it when  Margaret's electric stove was down to one burner and I had an "extra" stove in  the garage.  My sister and brother-in-law hauled the stove up to Margaret.   Margaret wanted to pay for the stove, but I wasn't interested.  We eventually  bargained stove for plants.  The plant in question was a plant that Margaret's  husband John had brought to her.  John had seen the plant in Puerto Rico when he  was there during WWII.  He thought that Margaret would love the plant.  Since it  was illegal to remove plants from the island John was able to procure a bulb or  this plant that he smuggled out in his undershorts.  Not knowing what the plant  actually is my sister and I dubbed it the John Powell PuertoRican Penis Plant :-)"&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CdBE7J--mIE/ThscQO4RQMI/AAAAAAAABa0/FOGB5akNYuk/s1600/RWS%2B005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CdBE7J--mIE/ThscQO4RQMI/AAAAAAAABa0/FOGB5akNYuk/s400/RWS%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628123224527159490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Let's not make a fuss about the legal issue of "sneaking" a plant into the United States...after all,  it was WWII.  Surely, there has been much worse smuggled into this country.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eI6bauOsGcs/ThscJMUDuOI/AAAAAAAABas/aPb_YozYvrc/s1600/RWS%2B010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eI6bauOsGcs/ThscJMUDuOI/AAAAAAAABas/aPb_YozYvrc/s400/RWS%2B010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628123103579322594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does JPPRPP have a new home?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to all who stop by...your comments are appreciated.  Once again, there seems to be "blogger" issues, such as disappearing followers and posts.  This too shall pass.  Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-3988299158937132724?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3988299158937132724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3988299158937132724&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3988299158937132724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3988299158937132724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/jpprpp.html' title='JPPRPP...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CdBE7J--mIE/ThscQO4RQMI/AAAAAAAABa0/FOGB5akNYuk/s72-c/RWS%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1672546892780187829</id><published>2011-07-06T19:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T19:29:36.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To fill one's heart...</title><content type='html'>With memories is always a treasure and this Fourth of July was no exception.  We started the day at the pool...no you will never see those pictures.  And after a couple of hours, headed to the grandgirls' home.  They both assured me they will never be too old for holiday goodies...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g95UKyrPyGA/ThT34vNb4DI/AAAAAAAABag/HU9D5-Z8ngQ/s1600/Family%2BFourth%2B006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g95UKyrPyGA/ThT34vNb4DI/AAAAAAAABag/HU9D5-Z8ngQ/s400/Family%2BFourth%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626394388610146354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or socks that come in the gift.    Why the sad face?  "Isn't there any more fireworks?"  Being eight can be rough even on holidays.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpLQa3Nkm0c/ThT3zFSeX-I/AAAAAAAABaY/Pq_ED2wFPps/s1600/Family%2BFourth%2B013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpLQa3Nkm0c/ThT3zFSeX-I/AAAAAAAABaY/Pq_ED2wFPps/s400/Family%2BFourth%2B013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626394291457646562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was not formal by any means, however according to the youngest grandgirl, we did need an invitation to actually get dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7gi7MnFss7U/ThT3rCN32KI/AAAAAAAABaQ/3LTBRqEEwLY/s1600/Family%2Bfun%2B002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7gi7MnFss7U/ThT3rCN32KI/AAAAAAAABaQ/3LTBRqEEwLY/s400/Family%2Bfun%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626394153194084514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner we loaded the car with blankets, popcorn, playing cards and Papa.  After 30 years of Papa working on holidays, we were excited to have him join us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0e4-Fnn9ME/ThT3i-YQjtI/AAAAAAAABaI/9Y_SEl447e8/s1600/Family%2BFourth%2B030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0e4-Fnn9ME/ThT3i-YQjtI/AAAAAAAABaI/9Y_SEl447e8/s400/Family%2BFourth%2B030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626394014724951762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For beautiful fireworks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4zbGLaAnX8/ThT3dfJK7RI/AAAAAAAABaA/WqSB90rFxKc/s1600/Family%2BFourth%2B118.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4zbGLaAnX8/ThT3dfJK7RI/AAAAAAAABaA/WqSB90rFxKc/s400/Family%2BFourth%2B118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626393920440823058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't you just love a heart full of memories?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-1672546892780187829?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1672546892780187829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1672546892780187829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1672546892780187829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1672546892780187829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-fill-ones-heart.html' title='To fill one&apos;s heart...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g95UKyrPyGA/ThT34vNb4DI/AAAAAAAABag/HU9D5-Z8ngQ/s72-c/Family%2BFourth%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3151980793739288920</id><published>2011-07-04T07:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T07:54:05.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom...</title><content type='html'>Is selfless.  Freedom is what we should do not what we want to do.  Freedom is a brave heart.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taSEfFtyyTc/ThG3C77TDMI/AAAAAAAABZ0/mMS0IstkNCQ/s1600/4thafter.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taSEfFtyyTc/ThG3C77TDMI/AAAAAAAABZ0/mMS0IstkNCQ/s400/4thafter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625478670636485826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you brave hearts for protecting our Freedom on this Fourth and every day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-3151980793739288920?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3151980793739288920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3151980793739288920&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3151980793739288920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3151980793739288920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/freedom.html' title='Freedom...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taSEfFtyyTc/ThG3C77TDMI/AAAAAAAABZ0/mMS0IstkNCQ/s72-c/4thafter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3502869595151487565</id><published>2011-06-29T16:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T17:14:56.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Stuck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the Middle with You" "Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am..."  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrics, having little to no meaning personally, run through my head constantly these day!  Why? I don't know.  Maybe the&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;clowns and jokers are the multitude of rude people outside my surroundings.  And Elizabeth has me stuck...I can't seem to pick her up or just move on.  What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CCMzeUNGqLI/Tgug1TNaxvI/AAAAAAAABYk/biwtZPdTN5s/s1600/ES%2B010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CCMzeUNGqLI/Tgug1TNaxvI/AAAAAAAABYk/biwtZPdTN5s/s400/ES%2B010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623765397252261618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I spending too much time in the garden...tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwpioFC5Lhg/Tgugu4296oI/AAAAAAAABYc/DT0sdXxZVE0/s1600/RWS%2B016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwpioFC5Lhg/Tgugu4296oI/AAAAAAAABYc/DT0sdXxZVE0/s400/RWS%2B016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623765287099558530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stuck in the Middle or Running with Scissors?&lt;/b&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/3686802198497889009-3502869595151487565?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3502869595151487565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3502869595151487565&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3502869595151487565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3502869595151487565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/06/stuck.html' title='&quot;Stuck...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CCMzeUNGqLI/Tgug1TNaxvI/AAAAAAAABYk/biwtZPdTN5s/s72-c/ES%2B010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2475053123152996593</id><published>2011-06-20T19:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T07:49:42.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Plus Day...</title><content type='html'>Not only was the temperature a plus 80 degree day last Wednesday, it was a wonderful day to meander through the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opkansas.org/Things-to-See-And-Do/Overland-Park-Arboretum-And-Botanical-Gardens"&gt;Overland Park Arboretum and Botanical Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  A 300-acre garden with several small themed gardens and an emphasis on natural preservation along with hiking trails.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never having been a fan of water gardens, this could change my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISP2L2KWVK0/Tf_ol50ay_I/AAAAAAAABW4/5VRDfJQJg9A/s1600/June1%2B023.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISP2L2KWVK0/Tf_ol50ay_I/AAAAAAAABW4/5VRDfJQJg9A/s400/June1%2B023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620466597855153138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting sculpture, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vitruvian&lt;/span&gt; Woman",made of earth and concrete.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rNd-HIE-hY/Tf_ofa6NO2I/AAAAAAAABWw/rl7IpmIq1sY/s1600/June1%2B019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rNd-HIE-hY/Tf_ofa6NO2I/AAAAAAAABWw/rl7IpmIq1sY/s400/June1%2B019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620466486478715746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was difficult not to "pocket" some of these poppy seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uTlhMGpNPPU/Tf_oZXTf64I/AAAAAAAABWo/dHLg2mL-zDA/s1600/June1%2B028.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uTlhMGpNPPU/Tf_oZXTf64I/AAAAAAAABWo/dHLg2mL-zDA/s400/June1%2B028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620466382431841154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having had horses as a child, this sculpture was a favorite.  Not sure which made me smile more, the moon and horseshoes or the fact it was called "Bill".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zx5EvR8vVx0/Tf_oQb7dFxI/AAAAAAAABWg/RaLA7Pztmkg/s1600/June1%2B021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zx5EvR8vVx0/Tf_oQb7dFxI/AAAAAAAABWg/RaLA7Pztmkg/s400/June1%2B021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620466229054347026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No particular reason to look up while hiking the trails...other than a different angle of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpjz5wtq0io/Tf_oLHaTQ_I/AAAAAAAABWY/qQ2oQMY-y50/s1600/June1%2B014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpjz5wtq0io/Tf_oLHaTQ_I/AAAAAAAABWY/qQ2oQMY-y50/s400/June1%2B014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620466137647236082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beautiful weather, lovely gardens, "hiking" friend and interesting sculptures...truly a Plus Day don't you think?&lt;/b&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/3686802198497889009-2475053123152996593?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2475053123152996593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2475053123152996593&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2475053123152996593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2475053123152996593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/06/plus-day.html' title='A Plus Day...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISP2L2KWVK0/Tf_ol50ay_I/AAAAAAAABW4/5VRDfJQJg9A/s72-c/June1%2B023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1214174885211996304</id><published>2011-05-29T13:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:49:27.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Military Heroes...</title><content type='html'>We all have them...someone departed that remains in our hearts...Daddy, you will always be my Hero.  Or the young man you barely know wearing his service uniform while attending  church this morning.  Or perhaps, even one of the many military personnel that serve our country.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, was set aside to honor the fallen military heroes who gave their lives to protect us and our freedom.  Today let's celebrate not only those who are gone,  but also the many men and women  willing to serve our Country.  Say a prayer, a thank you...whatever is in your heart...please remember these brave souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Any Nation that does not Honor its Heroes will not long endure."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F25fSyAvH_k/TeKRXyA5afI/AAAAAAAABWI/vERsVBHH7Rc/s1600/Daddy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F25fSyAvH_k/TeKRXyA5afI/AAAAAAAABWI/vERsVBHH7Rc/s400/Daddy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612207923405613554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you remember a Hero today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-1214174885211996304?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1214174885211996304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1214174885211996304&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1214174885211996304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1214174885211996304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/military-heroes.html' title='Military Heroes...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F25fSyAvH_k/TeKRXyA5afI/AAAAAAAABWI/vERsVBHH7Rc/s72-c/Daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6832838915101633237</id><published>2011-05-24T07:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T07:24:05.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Control...</title><content type='html'>is certainly out of our hands when it comes to Mother Nature.  No one knows when or where Her wrath will hit.  Our hearts ache for the people just south of here in Joplin, MO.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KwICuLjt06Y/Tduh5ge55SI/AAAAAAAABU8/6ZJDf1Hq3XI/s1600/ap_tornado_damage_hospital_jef_ss_110523_ssh.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KwICuLjt06Y/Tduh5ge55SI/AAAAAAAABU8/6ZJDf1Hq3XI/s400/ap_tornado_damage_hospital_jef_ss_110523_ssh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610255770164258082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you keep them in your thoughts and prayers?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-6832838915101633237?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6832838915101633237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6832838915101633237&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6832838915101633237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6832838915101633237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/control.html' title='Control...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KwICuLjt06Y/Tduh5ge55SI/AAAAAAAABU8/6ZJDf1Hq3XI/s72-c/ap_tornado_damage_hospital_jef_ss_110523_ssh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1324132186395523115</id><published>2011-05-18T15:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:43:09.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eviction...</title><content type='html'>Is not something to take lightly in today's world...this I know.  However, it seems as though our deck, flower boxes and just about every where we look, the birds have evicted us!  Please don't misunderstand, we love birds and they are welcomed.  My husband insists they take one look here and say "Look, there's Joy's place...let's stay!".  I don't have the heart to tell him it may be because we have trees, bushes and lots of plants...unlike our neighbors.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A robin chose to build her nest  right above the deck and is quite vocal when we want to dine outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zutqfYR-Q9Y/TdQrthBuO_I/AAAAAAAABUw/O2ZI6wE6TrA/s1600/5-8%2B005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zutqfYR-Q9Y/TdQrthBuO_I/AAAAAAAABUw/O2ZI6wE6TrA/s400/5-8%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608155496942812146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two doves are growing quickly but do not appear to want to leave.   When trying to garden, I don't know who is most frightened of whom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BS34PUa2fZc/TdQrpqqMQaI/AAAAAAAABUo/2kwZt_I-jKY/s1600/5-5%2B008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BS34PUa2fZc/TdQrpqqMQaI/AAAAAAAABUo/2kwZt_I-jKY/s400/5-5%2B008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608155430808994210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this little guy (Carolina wren) screams at me when I want to use my back door!  Could we not share?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLYgiG7IBe0/TdQrlYgJ60I/AAAAAAAABUg/RYR6GvKZrFg/s1600/Lift%2Boff%2B054.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLYgiG7IBe0/TdQrlYgJ60I/AAAAAAAABUg/RYR6GvKZrFg/s400/Lift%2Boff%2B054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608155357215583042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind its nest was built in MY window box!  I purchased flowers for this box but guess the planting will wait until babies come and go.  I would however like to know where they found the moss to make such a lovely home.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i5WYQryAnaU/TdQrfWt7clI/AAAAAAAABUY/X9fqT_8S8DI/s1600/5-8%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i5WYQryAnaU/TdQrfWt7clI/AAAAAAAABUY/X9fqT_8S8DI/s400/5-8%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608155253657268818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have so many more species and are enjoying them, but please....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Could we use the surroundings too?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-1324132186395523115?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1324132186395523115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1324132186395523115&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1324132186395523115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1324132186395523115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/eviction.html' title='Eviction...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zutqfYR-Q9Y/TdQrthBuO_I/AAAAAAAABUw/O2ZI6wE6TrA/s72-c/5-8%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-663679351639777998</id><published>2011-05-16T07:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T08:00:17.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner...</title><content type='html'>Me? Well, that's what&lt;a href="http://aprilmechellesdulllife.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;April&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tells me...and what a generous giveaway. I haven't won anything since I was in high school and back then, I thought winning a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cuckoo&lt;/span&gt; clock was just dumb. Certainly can't say that now.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwf03CiOXlw/TdEfRccSLlI/AAAAAAAABUA/0_V5EzMBTv0/s1600/win%2B001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwf03CiOXlw/TdEfRccSLlI/AAAAAAAABUA/0_V5EzMBTv0/s400/win%2B001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607297395606040146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;What fun starts your week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-663679351639777998?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/663679351639777998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=663679351639777998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/663679351639777998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/663679351639777998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/winner.html' title='Winner...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwf03CiOXlw/TdEfRccSLlI/AAAAAAAABUA/0_V5EzMBTv0/s72-c/win%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3031797082373030171</id><published>2011-05-10T06:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T07:51:00.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Page by page...</title><content type='html'>I'm moving on!  And though I still don't care for "multiple page" charts, progress has been  made. Thank you to all who  shared suggestions regarding my dilemma of being overwhelmed by 14 pages of "Elizabeth Savilles".  Your comments were appreciated and gave me the push needed to just start stitching.  Truly, it hasn't been so bad.  I did however piece together every page...something about seeing the chart in it's entirety seemed less daunting.  Elizabeth has certainly had her challenges what with chart, fabric and floss... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XzC0EqxY2xE/TcknOuirIQI/AAAAAAAABT0/HghARA7ac2Y/s1600/5-5%2B009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XzC0EqxY2xE/TcknOuirIQI/AAAAAAAABT0/HghARA7ac2Y/s400/5-5%2B009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605054345204408578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, the colors show better here than the actual stitching.  And I'm convinced the photo on the pattern is of an entirely different sampler!  The pattern calls for 32 count Vintage Meadow Rue from Lakeside Linens which was in my stash, but with only 1/2" around the design thought it wise not to use it.  Pulling from that stash, I found another 32 count fabric that looked to be just a shade lighter...until I started stitching, that is.  And then there's Olde Willow Threads, not my favorite.  As &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://corgiscottage.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Laurie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from Corgi Cottage said, "The green is wimpy".   I certainly have to agree on that one!  Concerned none of the green would show, I pulled a WDW thread from the stash and mixed it in.  Thank goodness for the "stash"!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rw1P1qDf5Zs/TcknJ5-Oo8I/AAAAAAAABTs/0fUAsN_geBw/s1600/5-5%2B010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rw1P1qDf5Zs/TcknJ5-Oo8I/AAAAAAAABTs/0fUAsN_geBw/s400/5-5%2B010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605054262373426114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With all that being said, Elizabeth is still a favorite.  I'm hoping gardening doesn't interfere with her continued progress.  We are having a couple of 90 degree days...good reason to stitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What would you choose, stitching or gardening?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-3031797082373030171?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3031797082373030171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3031797082373030171&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3031797082373030171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3031797082373030171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/page-by-page.html' title='Page by page...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XzC0EqxY2xE/TcknOuirIQI/AAAAAAAABT0/HghARA7ac2Y/s72-c/5-5%2B009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2082550995385819179</id><published>2011-05-01T22:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T22:49:20.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The month of May brings...</title><content type='html'>Our own "royal affair".  No, not actually a royal affair...however, the past few weeks have been filled with anticipation awaiting today's event.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youngest Grandgirl received her First Holy Communion.  Such a serious, yet exciting day for her.  And as she whispered to me, "I will always have Jesus in my heart",  I was humbled to be by her side as both Grammie and Godmother.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gBr9jnulh5c/Tb4mdOcOQ7I/AAAAAAAABTg/zf91GCrjLSE/s1600/May1%2B014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gBr9jnulh5c/Tb4mdOcOQ7I/AAAAAAAABTg/zf91GCrjLSE/s400/May1%2B014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601957270030009266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y016uaa8Iw0/Tb4mWnxfF_I/AAAAAAAABTY/tp-C_nBwhy8/s1600/May1%2B006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y016uaa8Iw0/Tb4mWnxfF_I/AAAAAAAABTY/tp-C_nBwhy8/s400/May1%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601957156570994674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congratulations sweet girl...May you always know His love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-2082550995385819179?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2082550995385819179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2082550995385819179&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2082550995385819179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2082550995385819179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/month-of-may-brings.html' title='The month of May brings...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gBr9jnulh5c/Tb4mdOcOQ7I/AAAAAAAABTg/zf91GCrjLSE/s72-c/May1%2B014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5271051379351564593</id><published>2011-04-23T12:21:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T19:41:56.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter...</title><content type='html'>Spring, Stitching and Everything!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;a href="http://http//countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-abound.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-abound.html"&gt;"deer tray"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;is now filled with favorite little Spring treasures and continues to brighten a spot next to the stitching chair.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BNs3Emei0Ew/TbMK6asD8ZI/AAAAAAAABSY/1h9iOVXlUC8/s1600/Easter%2B002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BNs3Emei0Ew/TbMK6asD8ZI/AAAAAAAABSY/1h9iOVXlUC8/s400/Easter%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598830760464478610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Kwanzan cherry tree is at it's best and the blossoms have endured the elements far better this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QZo9XSUpesc/TbMK2Nh_UbI/AAAAAAAABSQ/9C1x-Qyl3hs/s1600/Rnd%2B2%2B007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QZo9XSUpesc/TbMK2Nh_UbI/AAAAAAAABSQ/9C1x-Qyl3hs/s400/Rnd%2B2%2B007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598830688213094834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A basket of stitching was found among Easter decorations...look closely at the lining.  A small table topper stitched when I was very young, a reminder, I've always enjoyed having a needle in hand.  Funny though, I thought today's little girls were the only ones to like purple!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JXIQET93FgI/TbMKwL1vmRI/AAAAAAAABSI/pVlA0F6od5w/s1600/Easter%2B005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JXIQET93FgI/TbMKwL1vmRI/AAAAAAAABSI/pVlA0F6od5w/s400/Easter%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598830584679864594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;May your Easter be filled with Happiness, Peace and Love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-5271051379351564593?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5271051379351564593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=5271051379351564593&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5271051379351564593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5271051379351564593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BNs3Emei0Ew/TbMK6asD8ZI/AAAAAAAABSY/1h9iOVXlUC8/s72-c/Easter%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-7154206764918632585</id><published>2011-04-14T09:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:00:59.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy...</title><content type='html'>How many pages some patterns have.  For over two years I have wanted to stitch Elizabeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Savilles&lt;/span&gt;.  About this time last year, I actually thought I would.  What's the hangup you ask?  Over 12 pages of pattern!  I've never been one to like charts that were not all on one page...I want to see it at a glance.  Call me crazy...page after page is just too daunting.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TsxzMIU0nWs/TacGnXE-h5I/AAAAAAAABQM/DKfk8L2TYRU/s1600/es%2B006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TsxzMIU0nWs/TacGnXE-h5I/AAAAAAAABQM/DKfk8L2TYRU/s320/es%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595448335310686098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://corgiscottage.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-finish-and-two-new-starts.html"&gt;Laurie's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;lovely finish of this sampler, I contacted her and asked her how she tackled the pattern.  She doesn't seem to have a problem with "multiple page" charts and suggested I try making mine into one page.  While setting on the patio in the breeze, I did just that.  I don't know which was crazier...piecing together the pages outdoors or the size of the end result?!  Then today while visiting with a fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stitcher&lt;/span&gt;,  I discover she doesn't mind stitching from multiple pages either.  How crazy is that?  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iyRQkoxzaX4/TacGixl5YSI/AAAAAAAABQE/sjztTuBxGrY/s1600/es%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iyRQkoxzaX4/TacGixl5YSI/AAAAAAAABQE/sjztTuBxGrY/s320/es%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595448256528736546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all of you who encouraged me to "forge" ahead on my error filled stitching,&lt;a href="http://primitivebettys.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://primitivebettys.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Spring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tyme&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Sampler is complete and &lt;a href="http://www.scarlet-letter.com/rsdescr/19thengl/carter.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Ann Carter"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...well, she is going back into the basket for awhile...she's driving me crazy.  So with cool rainy weather in the forecast, perhaps it's time to begin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TVtfno1movY/TacGeWpaopI/AAAAAAAABP8/MmjWW9X3a1Q/s1600/Spring%2BTyme%2BSampler%2B003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TVtfno1movY/TacGeWpaopI/AAAAAAAABP8/MmjWW9X3a1Q/s320/Spring%2BTyme%2BSampler%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595448180576264850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I may be crazy, but it keeps me from going insane."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-7154206764918632585?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7154206764918632585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=7154206764918632585&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7154206764918632585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7154206764918632585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/crazy.html' title='Crazy...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TsxzMIU0nWs/TacGnXE-h5I/AAAAAAAABQM/DKfk8L2TYRU/s72-c/es%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1259917706220677738</id><published>2011-04-06T10:41:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:07:43.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Fortune...</title><content type='html'>May not always be of monetary value and usually does come to each of us.    Whether we recognize it as such is up to our interpretation.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.nelson-atkins.org/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nelson Atkins Museum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is only a few minutes away and thanks to a dear  friend, I have had the good fortune to attend opening exhibits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjM8Pd8U5XU/TZyKWhEIL5I/AAAAAAAABOg/bDlnI_K_i4s/s1600/Forever%2B015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjM8Pd8U5XU/TZyKWhEIL5I/AAAAAAAABOg/bDlnI_K_i4s/s320/Forever%2B015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592496956724752274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such as the &lt;a href="http://www.nelson-atkins.org/art/exhibitions/twomey/index.cfm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clare Toomey "Forever Cup"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrSpISPZ9Ns/TZyKR9FSD8I/AAAAAAAABOY/hd3qPfgsdYw/s1600/Forever%2B018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrSpISPZ9Ns/TZyKR9FSD8I/AAAAAAAABOY/hd3qPfgsdYw/s320/Forever%2B018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592496878346440642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I was not &lt;a href="http://kcjewel.wordpress.com/2011/03/31/forever-continues/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"deeded"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a cup but enthusiastically shared the good fortune of a deserving friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wYOUGq1IbBc/TZyKNC5o_QI/AAAAAAAABOQ/ySFZ39voPbA/s1600/195%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wYOUGq1IbBc/TZyKNC5o_QI/AAAAAAAABOQ/ySFZ39voPbA/s320/195%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592496794008878338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little music by Casey James...a former American Idol contestant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4bYXG6LMFh8/TZyKH9ma3wI/AAAAAAAABOI/jjRUBYvXKkw/s1600/CJ%2B3-25%2B007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4bYXG6LMFh8/TZyKH9ma3wI/AAAAAAAABOI/jjRUBYvXKkw/s320/CJ%2B3-25%2B007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592496706686738178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nelson-atkins.org/art/Exhibitions/monet/index.cfm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monet's "Water Lilies"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...one of only two of Monet's triptychs in the United States.  No words could convey the pleasure of this experience...absolutely, breath taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WqWjRFf6tV4/TZyKCjd2p_I/AAAAAAAABOA/UqO6aLei8hA/s1600/monet.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WqWjRFf6tV4/TZyKCjd2p_I/AAAAAAAABOA/UqO6aLei8hA/s320/monet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592496613772142578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something as simple as a note left by the grandgirl who not only delights in gardening but leaving notes around for those she loves...that's good fortune.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-nLwYYbwx0/TZyJ7jOkPaI/AAAAAAAABN4/C6x6Nmzo6lo/s1600/4-4%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-nLwYYbwx0/TZyJ7jOkPaI/AAAAAAAABN4/C6x6Nmzo6lo/s320/4-4%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592496493448936866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you consider good fortune?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-1259917706220677738?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1259917706220677738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1259917706220677738&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1259917706220677738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1259917706220677738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-fortune.html' title='Good Fortune...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjM8Pd8U5XU/TZyKWhEIL5I/AAAAAAAABOg/bDlnI_K_i4s/s72-c/Forever%2B015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5761089750309651350</id><published>2011-03-26T11:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T12:05:57.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forge ahead or...</title><content type='html'>Forget it?  Still cannot add that word "frog" to my vocabulary, which after reading various blogs, is what so many of you do...spend time "frogging" when off a stitch or two.  I don't know, is it really necessary?  Always having been one to "compensate" (now that's a word), I question to continue on with some of my projects or just rip out.  In picking up some of these older pieces from the basket,  I realize how they landed there...wrong threads, off a stitch or two...just mistakes too numerous to mention.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was unable to find all the required threads for &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://primitivebettys.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Primitivebettys'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;"1836 Spring Tyme" sampler and asked for her advice.  She assured me it was fine to use any threads I had on hand.  Wonder if I should have asked about the error in placement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pOyV4GJ9kk/TY4ZOctFD-I/AAAAAAAABNs/EOUVD3BeDYI/s1600/forge%2Bahead%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pOyV4GJ9kk/TY4ZOctFD-I/AAAAAAAABNs/EOUVD3BeDYI/s320/forge%2Bahead%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588431923627495394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there's "Ann Carter" by &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scarlet-letter.com/rsdescr/19thengl/carter.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Scarlet Letter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;...I hate to think how many years she's been in that basket!  Lost silk thread, way off on row after row, from alphabet to motifs.  What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-poRORe4zZ7E/TY4ZIslKizI/AAAAAAAABNk/NGUA2jNBAMk/s1600/forge%2Bahead%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-poRORe4zZ7E/TY4ZIslKizI/AAAAAAAABNk/NGUA2jNBAMk/s320/forge%2Bahead%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588431824810052402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Any words of wisdom...appreciated. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-5761089750309651350?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5761089750309651350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=5761089750309651350&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5761089750309651350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5761089750309651350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/03/forge-ahead-or.html' title='Forge ahead or...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0pOyV4GJ9kk/TY4ZOctFD-I/AAAAAAAABNs/EOUVD3BeDYI/s72-c/forge%2Bahead%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2883829313393511274</id><published>2011-03-20T10:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T10:18:56.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every one, it's Spring...</title><content type='html'>And even this lone crocus is glad to say so!  There may be a lot of yard clean up, however after a long hard winter, what could be better than to hear...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qw3YlECD2wQ/TYYZnfzATLI/AAAAAAAABFo/IRv7RXQuPiY/s1600/100_1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qw3YlECD2wQ/TYYZnfzATLI/AAAAAAAABFo/IRv7RXQuPiY/s320/100_1650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586180554140699826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's Spring!  May your days be filled with warmth and joy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-2883829313393511274?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2883829313393511274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2883829313393511274&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2883829313393511274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2883829313393511274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/03/every-one-its-spring.html' title='Every one, it&apos;s Spring...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qw3YlECD2wQ/TYYZnfzATLI/AAAAAAAABFo/IRv7RXQuPiY/s72-c/100_1650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3486876769692334709</id><published>2011-03-17T06:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T06:30:58.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Irish for a day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc1jX5I-hjE/TYHwoeu90LI/AAAAAAAABDc/8OjhY14ZL74/s1600/st%2Bpaddy%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc1jX5I-hjE/TYHwoeu90LI/AAAAAAAABDc/8OjhY14ZL74/s320/st%2Bpaddy%2B014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585009591151612082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-3486876769692334709?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3486876769692334709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3486876769692334709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3486876769692334709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3486876769692334709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/03/irish-for-day.html' title='Irish for a day...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc1jX5I-hjE/TYHwoeu90LI/AAAAAAAABDc/8OjhY14ZL74/s72-c/st%2Bpaddy%2B014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4901551531269907278</id><published>2011-03-11T10:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T10:37:49.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight...</title><content type='html'>Going on, well...beyond her years.  This little girl isn't so little any more, and at eight, I'm hoping to know her 20 years from now.  She is definitely one step ahead of everyone!  Fun, smart and full of adventure...seriously, 2 guns with 24 darts!?  Is that a twinkle of mischief in her eye?&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vO3OlOX04Bc/TXpNQvYm_sI/AAAAAAAAA80/aVY1013_9gk/s1600/March%2B4%2BLauren%2527s%2B8%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vO3OlOX04Bc/TXpNQvYm_sI/AAAAAAAAA80/aVY1013_9gk/s320/March%2B4%2BLauren%2527s%2B8%2B004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582859638072082114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She too loves the beach...what a fun cake her mother made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Q849UOaRr8/TXpNM3pzNkI/AAAAAAAAA8s/tHCSjo53aik/s1600/March%2B4%2BLauren%2527s%2B8%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Q849UOaRr8/TXpNM3pzNkI/AAAAAAAAA8s/tHCSjo53aik/s320/March%2B4%2BLauren%2527s%2B8%2B022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582859571572192834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little boxes to hide treasures are a favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkFlFv1nQcI/TXpNGOZyclI/AAAAAAAAA8k/oSJDhc5m6gg/s1600/March%2B4%2BLauren%2527s%2B8%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkFlFv1nQcI/TXpNGOZyclI/AAAAAAAAA8k/oSJDhc5m6gg/s320/March%2B4%2BLauren%2527s%2B8%2B010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582859457419965010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And did I mention...she too loves to be silly and when asked, "Where did you come up with that?", she answers..."From you"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l1Oa3d_Otmk/TXpNAHTPZZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/5H8-PtfoK4c/s1600/March%2B4%2BLauren%2527s%2B8%2B040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l1Oa3d_Otmk/TXpNAHTPZZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/5H8-PtfoK4c/s320/March%2B4%2BLauren%2527s%2B8%2B040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582859352434238866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, how she's loved to the moon!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-4901551531269907278?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4901551531269907278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4901551531269907278&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4901551531269907278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4901551531269907278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/03/eight.html' title='Eight...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vO3OlOX04Bc/TXpNQvYm_sI/AAAAAAAAA80/aVY1013_9gk/s72-c/March%2B4%2BLauren%2527s%2B8%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5557906975885537798</id><published>2011-03-07T08:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T09:14:16.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighten up...</title><content type='html'>Every where and every thing! After spending a week on the beach and a long, cold winter, I'm feeling the need to "lighten" up. From curtains, slipcovers and even samplers, I'm ready for change...the light look of Spring. My friend, Jennie of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://appleseedprim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Appleseed Prim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, has such a lovely, light blog...I'm even wanting to change my blog look. Take a look and see what you think and while there take a peek at her&lt;a href="http://appleseedprim.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-first-giveaway.html"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;giveaway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Okay, I may hold off on changing the blog, but I'm certainly ready to lighten else where. Dreaming of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vG5URhPEyVs/TXTx_eHHIKI/AAAAAAAAA8U/IEhK_fxIH5o/s1600/White%2Broom.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581351910935830690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vG5URhPEyVs/TXTx_eHHIKI/AAAAAAAAA8U/IEhK_fxIH5o/s320/White%2Broom.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And living with this...not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDQl1_glJ78/TXTx4iuPflI/AAAAAAAAA8M/GOJjobh5tLU/s1600/light%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581351791914614354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDQl1_glJ78/TXTx4iuPflI/AAAAAAAAA8M/GOJjobh5tLU/s320/light%2B001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;How about you...ready for a "light" change?&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-5557906975885537798?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5557906975885537798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=5557906975885537798&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5557906975885537798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5557906975885537798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/03/lighten-up.html' title='Lighten up...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vG5URhPEyVs/TXTx_eHHIKI/AAAAAAAAA8U/IEhK_fxIH5o/s72-c/White%2Broom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-7608296503823014575</id><published>2011-02-28T11:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:05:14.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it mean...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MC1ASC3CKm0/TWvcBuWmcDI/AAAAAAAAA70/FiRqf5-XicU/s1600/2-19%2B030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MC1ASC3CKm0/TWvcBuWmcDI/AAAAAAAAA70/FiRqf5-XicU/s320/2-19%2B030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578794485609295922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Home is Where the Heart Is"&lt;/i&gt;?  We hear the saying often, yet what does it mean to each of us?  Returning from Mexico, the definition has changed for myself.  I've loved every visit to this country and it's beaches...but this year, I left a little of me and what touched my heart behind.   Sentimental "things" were stolen by someone whom I sure had little to no heart.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always thought I would live there some day...probably only a dream.  I love Mexico and it's people...that will not change.  I am saddened by my loss, however, I'm going to think of it as leaving a piece of my heart at home in Mexico.  After all, I returned to a loving husband, friend and grandgirls who will surely listen to my woes for a few days.  Thank you too for listening, I know now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My heart is my home...keeper of all memories...who can take that away?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-7608296503823014575?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7608296503823014575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=7608296503823014575&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7608296503823014575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7608296503823014575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-does-it-mean.html' title='What does it mean...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MC1ASC3CKm0/TWvcBuWmcDI/AAAAAAAAA70/FiRqf5-XicU/s72-c/2-19%2B030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-9011440843019746384</id><published>2011-02-13T12:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T12:55:21.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Double digit days"...</title><content type='html'>At least that's what a friend said to me on Thursday.  Interesting way of saying another month is passing?!  So this will be the end of Valentine finishes.  Oops...the emery is a Blackbird Design Christmas ornament but it's still a finish in my book.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtcHPbHIEYg/TVgmFycGyMI/AAAAAAAAA7k/gJPVM4dgjRk/s1600/Valentine%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573246419751848130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtcHPbHIEYg/TVgmFycGyMI/AAAAAAAAA7k/gJPVM4dgjRk/s320/Valentine%2B017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vbic3p8GH9s/TVgl-2_mv5I/AAAAAAAAA7c/z2YmBDDq9lE/s1600/2-13%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573246300715401106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vbic3p8GH9s/TVgl-2_mv5I/AAAAAAAAA7c/z2YmBDDq9lE/s320/2-13%2B009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Live Laugh Love" by La-D-Da is a favorite!  Truly, I do purchase patterns with the idea in mind to duplicate the designer's vision...yet when finding another $.25 cent frame (in the basement no less), how could I not do a little improvising?  A little black paint on top of a red frame and a bit of sanding was perfect for this piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUVI9-gIX3o/TVgl5IW56EI/AAAAAAAAA7U/xoPU6qOVKGw/s1600/2-13%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573246202297313346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUVI9-gIX3o/TVgl5IW56EI/AAAAAAAAA7U/xoPU6qOVKGw/s320/2-13%2B017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;If you do nothing else this week...Live, Love and Laugh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-9011440843019746384?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/9011440843019746384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=9011440843019746384&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/9011440843019746384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/9011440843019746384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='&quot;Double digit days&quot;...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtcHPbHIEYg/TVgmFycGyMI/AAAAAAAAA7k/gJPVM4dgjRk/s72-c/Valentine%2B017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2753919451245727242</id><published>2011-02-09T15:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T15:54:46.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowed in or under...</title><content type='html'>What would you call it?  It seems as though all throughout the country there is cold and snow, and for myself that means staying in continuing with the organizing.  I am fortunate not to be out driving in snow and ice but I sure am shoveling the excess piles around here!  Finding so many kits, patterns, linen fabric and even quilting projects makes me feel as though I'm living in an indoor blizzard!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TVML7I-fJCI/AAAAAAAAA68/EvuBZlmMnLk/s1600/kits%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TVML7I-fJCI/AAAAAAAAA68/EvuBZlmMnLk/s320/kits%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571810274637194274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TVML1dWUgJI/AAAAAAAAA60/99ZofPKMD3M/s1600/kits%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TVML1dWUgJI/AAAAAAAAA60/99ZofPKMD3M/s320/kits%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571810177026654354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Help...how do I dig out?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-2753919451245727242?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2753919451245727242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2753919451245727242&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2753919451245727242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2753919451245727242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/02/snowed-in-or-under.html' title='Snowed in or under...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TVML7I-fJCI/AAAAAAAAA68/EvuBZlmMnLk/s72-c/kits%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6120494443509983702</id><published>2011-01-25T09:32:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:41:30.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A finish...</title><content type='html'>Or a start?  The question of the New Year or perhaps the question of the Year!  The first weeks of January have come and gone and I have yet to pick up a needle.  However, I have had these amazing bursts of energy which have led to much needed cleaning and organizing.  Don't get excited, this too shall pass.  In between purging the bits of paper and a plethora of unusable items, I have managed to actually &lt;b&gt;finish, &lt;/b&gt;and I do mean finish, stitched projects from the piles. What a great feeling!   Never one to worry about the numerous projects in the works, the unfinished ones are beginning to tug at my conscience.  That and not having to leave the house for finishing supplies, must mean something...what do you think?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TT7tathZLbI/AAAAAAAAA6k/R7RfCuxSZjc/s1600/Valentine%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TT7tathZLbI/AAAAAAAAA6k/R7RfCuxSZjc/s320/Valentine%2B008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566147232628551090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TT7tWYp2H5I/AAAAAAAAA6c/1Oj0lld8W5w/s1600/Valentine%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TT7tWYp2H5I/AAAAAAAAA6c/1Oj0lld8W5w/s320/Valentine%2B014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566147158307381138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TT7tRFx6TdI/AAAAAAAAA6U/tmDS-QuUj50/s1600/Valentine%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TT7tRFx6TdI/AAAAAAAAA6U/tmDS-QuUj50/s320/Valentine%2B020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566147067341589970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TT7tLXFqldI/AAAAAAAAA6M/sRv7URW1X0Q/s1600/Valentine%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TT7tLXFqldI/AAAAAAAAA6M/sRv7URW1X0Q/s320/Valentine%2B010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566146968908633554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The pillow is an old &lt;b&gt;Ewe and Eye&lt;/b&gt; pattern...lucky me... my love and I have the same initials.  The next two are by &lt;b&gt;Blackbird Designs&lt;/b&gt;..."Truly Thine" and "A Merry Heart".  My mind questions the size of the brown frame, but hey it was in the house!  And the last is "Hearts and Flowers" by &lt;b&gt;Carriage House Samplings&lt;/b&gt;.  Don't you just love the 25 cent frame!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;b&gt;Will this be the year of finishes...time will tell?!&lt;/b&gt;                                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-6120494443509983702?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6120494443509983702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6120494443509983702&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6120494443509983702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6120494443509983702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/01/finish.html' title='A finish...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TT7tathZLbI/AAAAAAAAA6k/R7RfCuxSZjc/s72-c/Valentine%2B008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1227575330817325554</id><published>2011-01-19T18:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T18:53:05.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowbird...</title><content type='html'>Is a term often used to describe people from the Northeast and Midwest who travel to warmer climates during winter months.  Looking out my window, I'm hoping to always love the snow and the birds it brings to the feeders!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TTeGiOdGv7I/AAAAAAAAA6E/DMcu6OKyrMg/s1600/1-19%2Bsmow%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TTeGiOdGv7I/AAAAAAAAA6E/DMcu6OKyrMg/s320/1-19%2Bsmow%2B004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564063787193384882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;What type of "snowbird" are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-1227575330817325554?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1227575330817325554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1227575330817325554&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1227575330817325554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1227575330817325554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/01/snowbird.html' title='Snowbird...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TTeGiOdGv7I/AAAAAAAAA6E/DMcu6OKyrMg/s72-c/1-19%2Bsmow%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5794011169972436703</id><published>2011-01-10T16:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T16:15:37.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh joy, snow...</title><content type='html'>And more snow!  This may be the first real snow of the season...certainly the first of the year.  There just may be something to this not working?!  No driving worries, fun day with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandgirls&lt;/span&gt; and staying indoors, all warm and cozy.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TSuDSUZ4vAI/AAAAAAAAA14/eFlUV_C9mXg/s1600/Snow%2B1-10-2011%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560682515657178114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TSuDSUZ4vAI/AAAAAAAAA14/eFlUV_C9mXg/s320/Snow%2B1-10-2011%2B023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I do so love snow...how about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-5794011169972436703?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5794011169972436703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=5794011169972436703&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5794011169972436703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5794011169972436703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-joy-snow.html' title='Oh joy, snow...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TSuDSUZ4vAI/AAAAAAAAA14/eFlUV_C9mXg/s72-c/Snow%2B1-10-2011%2B023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4565117209317086014</id><published>2011-01-08T10:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T10:51:43.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Fun First...</title><content type='html'>Friday, actually the First Friday of 2011.  Who would think I would be standing in the cold night air at a rally for our Division Champions, the Kansas City &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chiefs&lt;/span&gt;, after a day of antique shopping and good food with the Jewel?  First rally on First Friday...how fun!  As you might notice by the photo (I'm behind these people), I'm short...however I refused to be pushed around by the gals who came late and wanted to stand in front of me.  After all, rules are rules and everyone else kept moving.  What's that saying?  "First come, first serve"...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TSiTCY3QU6I/AAAAAAAAA1o/U3hNVlu2Ypk/s1600/First%2BFF%2Bplayday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559855409232106402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TSiTCY3QU6I/AAAAAAAAA1o/U3hNVlu2Ypk/s320/First%2BFF%2Bplayday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow's a big day...Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chiefs&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-4565117209317086014?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4565117209317086014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4565117209317086014&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4565117209317086014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4565117209317086014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-fun-first.html' title='Another Fun First...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TSiTCY3QU6I/AAAAAAAAA1o/U3hNVlu2Ypk/s72-c/First%2BFF%2Bplayday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4308998986407182484</id><published>2011-01-04T08:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:34:05.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not...</title><content type='html'>Going to make resolutions for the New Year.  Why?  Just another pressure one forces upon themselves.  Having plans last year to dedicate this blog to all things stitching...especially samplers...I see now that didn't exactly happen.  Not going to let that be a negative.  No resolutions...just not feeling guilty for NOT...stitching, posting, dieting, exercising, organizing. You know, the all consuming list.  Yes, I still want to tackle each and every one...especially stitching.  Wish me luck!! And to all of you, a Happy New Year...take a little time to enjoy every day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TSMtu7lK0RI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/IHu6t_pEgeg/s1600/rope_common_knots.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TSMtu7lK0RI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/IHu6t_pEgeg/s320/rope_common_knots.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558336649396146450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not going to be in KNOTS this year.  How about you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-4308998986407182484?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4308998986407182484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4308998986407182484&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4308998986407182484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4308998986407182484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2011/01/not.html' title='Not...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TSMtu7lK0RI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/IHu6t_pEgeg/s72-c/rope_common_knots.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-8033538364706661493</id><published>2010-12-31T10:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:32:07.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The light goes dim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TR4FWgEfUkI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/fU6ySz1EwUM/s1600/Christmas%2BDay%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TR4FWgEfUkI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/fU6ySz1EwUM/s320/Christmas%2BDay%2B037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556884874345796162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at midnight, bringing the Year 2010 to an end.  Barely a minute after, a New Year...2011...begins.  A Year not before known, yet filled with the promise of hope and anticipation of life a new.  May you have health, happiness and hope today and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wishing you Joy for the New Year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-8033538364706661493?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8033538364706661493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=8033538364706661493&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/8033538364706661493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/8033538364706661493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/light-goes-dim.html' title='The light goes dim...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TR4FWgEfUkI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/fU6ySz1EwUM/s72-c/Christmas%2BDay%2B037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-477310975101890457</id><published>2010-12-24T10:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:38:40.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavenly Peace...</title><content type='html'>Is the "magic" of Christmas. Wishing all of you a Merry Christmas.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRTLU6FmS-I/AAAAAAAAAys/NAumZznZlhw/s1600/heavenly%2Bpeace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554287800505224162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRTLU6FmS-I/AAAAAAAAAys/NAumZznZlhw/s320/heavenly%2Bpeace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;May you each receive, and give, smiles of happiness that will fill your hearts with gladness today and always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-477310975101890457?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/477310975101890457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=477310975101890457&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/477310975101890457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/477310975101890457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/heavenly-peace.html' title='Heavenly Peace...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRTLU6FmS-I/AAAAAAAAAys/NAumZznZlhw/s72-c/heavenly%2Bpeace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-679137235047833727</id><published>2010-12-22T13:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T14:37:22.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dear" abound...</title><content type='html'>When and how I became a collector of deer escapes me. However, the dear friend in my life, is certainly aware of my fondness for all things deer. Her talent in finding and presenting such treasures tops the list of &lt;em&gt;deerlightful&lt;/em&gt; happiness.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRJYOP0jFiI/AAAAAAAAAyk/YO32YV7YxpY/s1600/Deer%2Bgift%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553598292289590818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRJYOP0jFiI/AAAAAAAAAyk/YO32YV7YxpY/s320/Deer%2Bgift%2B003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer in all shapes and sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRJYI0QjjZI/AAAAAAAAAyc/IUpyrVVlDYE/s1600/Deer%2Bgift%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553598198991523218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRJYI0QjjZI/AAAAAAAAAyc/IUpyrVVlDYE/s320/Deer%2Bgift%2B013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look closely...deer on the hanky and the lace surrounding it...just wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRJYD855mCI/AAAAAAAAAyU/XwljywV00AY/s1600/Deer%2Bgift%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553598115413071906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRJYD855mCI/AAAAAAAAAyU/XwljywV00AY/s320/Deer%2Bgift%2B008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many more details in this display...an antique sugar bowl filled with wonderful trees, transformed from new green ones. A lovely antique glass dish filled with yummy chocolate covered mint sticks...Bogdon's Candy Company, made locally. A heart milagros and angel for my "Peace" corner. Small velvet pumpkin. Why you ask? It's setting on my favorite "Mexican Pumpkin" candle by Picwick &amp;amp; Co. candles...also local. Not too many would think to call the company to track down their off season scent! All this atop an old silver tray! Shhh...don't tell anyone...this is my Christmas, all thanks to a &lt;em&gt;dear jewel&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRJX8TKtXrI/AAAAAAAAAyM/HEpPxWkkn-U/s1600/Deer%2Bgift%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553597983950200498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRJX8TKtXrI/AAAAAAAAAyM/HEpPxWkkn-U/s320/Deer%2Bgift%2B018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Do you have a dear or deer friend in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-679137235047833727?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/679137235047833727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=679137235047833727&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/679137235047833727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/679137235047833727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-abound.html' title='&quot;Dear&quot; abound...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TRJYOP0jFiI/AAAAAAAAAyk/YO32YV7YxpY/s72-c/Deer%2Bgift%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5052910149850127421</id><published>2010-12-18T14:22:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T11:03:21.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown begins...</title><content type='html'>And what am I doing? Enjoying family, friends and the sights and sounds of Christmas. After all, isn't that what it is all about?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PI7ihRUR2Fw/TYYkfSSuhwI/AAAAAAAABJE/Ks1ji80rouU/s1600/12-18%2Bsanta%2Btime.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PI7ihRUR2Fw/TYYkfSSuhwI/AAAAAAAABJE/Ks1ji80rouU/s1600/12-18%2Bsanta%2Btime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PI7ihRUR2Fw/TYYkfSSuhwI/AAAAAAAABJE/Ks1ji80rouU/s320/12-18%2Bsanta%2Btime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192507704608514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weekend began listening, or as the principal says "following", the voices of angels at the annual Christmas program. Way too much action to take photos during the performance, so before will have to do. And besides, the grandgirls now consider this photo an annual tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mARemTTD3Vs/TYYkbkDu6bI/AAAAAAAABI8/mhslEL0pi7U/s1600/12-18girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mARemTTD3Vs/TYYkbkDu6bI/AAAAAAAABI8/mhslEL0pi7U/s320/12-18girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192443754080690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then yesterday, off to view the visual treats provided by Hallmark Cards in celebration of their 100Th year. A team of talented individuals reproduced thousands of Christmas cards to decorate both Halls Plaza and Halls Crown Center stores with images beyond imagination. Not only were the displays (indoors and out) amazing...watching shoppers walking by without even noticing dresses, shoes, flowers and so many works of art made entirely of cards, left me speechless. This photo of the "Holly Gown" does little to show the true craftsmanship...just imagine if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UcVuDDST_J8/TYYkX3jBLuI/AAAAAAAABI0/gGk-IhBvPVA/s1600/12-18holly%2Bgown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UcVuDDST_J8/TYYkX3jBLuI/AAAAAAAABI0/gGk-IhBvPVA/s320/12-18holly%2Bgown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192380266098402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The back of the dress and trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GR8A-GeM_Ms/TYYkTjpapsI/AAAAAAAABIs/ftcaMbCXMJY/s1600/12-18backtress%2Band%2Btrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GR8A-GeM_Ms/TYYkTjpapsI/AAAAAAAABIs/ftcaMbCXMJY/s320/12-18backtress%2Band%2Btrees.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192306204747458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up detail on dress.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TH_HAE6Ij84/TYYkPS1NXxI/AAAAAAAABIk/UuIhzaA0TAI/s1600/12-18closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TH_HAE6Ij84/TYYkPS1NXxI/AAAAAAAABIk/UuIhzaA0TAI/s320/12-18closeup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192232971329298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The world is spinning and time flies but this flower will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQ0YIFCG-wI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/wlL6_KmRBE0/s1600/12-17%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552120442686733058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQ0YIFCG-wI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/wlL6_KmRBE0/s320/12-17%2B036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Taking time to enjoy the Season...are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-5052910149850127421?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5052910149850127421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=5052910149850127421&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5052910149850127421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5052910149850127421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/countdown-begins.html' title='The Countdown begins...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PI7ihRUR2Fw/TYYkfSSuhwI/AAAAAAAABJE/Ks1ji80rouU/s72-c/12-18%2Bsanta%2Btime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-9070727457633455967</id><published>2010-12-13T07:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T08:18:36.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vignettes...</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love that word?  Even my husband, who did not know the meaning of the word before me, is now an expert on "vignettes", or so he thinks.  After all these years, I suppose he's entitled...lol.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house is completely decorated, although photography eludes me so here are a few of my little "vignettes".  The apothecary jar filled with childhood ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYnkTudBCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ggKcBtJ6-7g/s1600/christmas%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYnkTudBCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ggKcBtJ6-7g/s320/christmas%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550167095504602146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This may be more of a display than vignette, but still shows off some of my favorite Santas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYnVzTIL0I/AAAAAAAAAu8/0yXeepdt-OU/s1600/christmas%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYnVzTIL0I/AAAAAAAAAu8/0yXeepdt-OU/s320/christmas%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166846281887554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My corner of Peace...next to my stitching and reading chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYnJ1ri1WI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Fb8GmSnlIdw/s1600/christmas%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYnJ1ri1WI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Fb8GmSnlIdw/s320/christmas%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166640762738018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little nature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYm88qq7tI/AAAAAAAAAus/uzAxMQoIJps/s1600/christmas%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYm88qq7tI/AAAAAAAAAus/uzAxMQoIJps/s320/christmas%2B007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166419299823314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course, the grandgirls' room has to be decorated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYmup4CqoI/AAAAAAAAAuk/YDv9NFMR4ck/s1600/christmas%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYmup4CqoI/AAAAAAAAAuk/YDv9NFMR4ck/s320/christmas%2B010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166173737462402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vignettes...little corners of pleasures.&lt;/b&gt;  Thank you for dropping by, won't you tell me about your vignettes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-9070727457633455967?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/9070727457633455967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=9070727457633455967&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/9070727457633455967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/9070727457633455967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/vignettes.html' title='Vignettes...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TQYnkTudBCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ggKcBtJ6-7g/s72-c/christmas%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2220782789456990023</id><published>2010-12-09T18:59:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T10:48:12.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The countdown is on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6jb5VXXKBk/TYYhPkCgwaI/AAAAAAAABH8/Qx_qNHbk4QU/s1600/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6jb5VXXKBk/TYYhPkCgwaI/AAAAAAAABH8/Qx_qNHbk4QU/s320/time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586188939055645090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everyone appears to be caught up in what was once known as the "hustle and bustle" of the season. Today it seems as though many are in a hurry and so tired and out of sorts they can't possibly take time to think what the season even means to them. When did that happen? Why are we all in a mad rush to find the "perfect gift"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not me...not today...time spent driving around our City remembering different buildings and places with a little comfort food on the side was perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLM9FrppeDw/TYYhLp7nEqI/AAAAAAAABH0/XQGt_A4StKs/s1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLM9FrppeDw/TYYhLp7nEqI/AAAAAAAABH0/XQGt_A4StKs/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586188871917834914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJm9sJUoWcc/TYYhH8LjdVI/AAAAAAAABHs/D10N1KmINhU/s1600/downtown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJm9sJUoWcc/TYYhH8LjdVI/AAAAAAAABHs/D10N1KmINhU/s320/downtown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586188808097068370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0bkLzWXqUBY/TYYhDsJd4tI/AAAAAAAABHk/Rwo0DhdXMto/s1600/bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0bkLzWXqUBY/TYYhDsJd4tI/AAAAAAAABHk/Rwo0DhdXMto/s320/bridge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586188735073870546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNGiRAUSC_s/TYYg_ClOUyI/AAAAAAAABHc/MjeIqYp4zmY/s1600/heads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNGiRAUSC_s/TYYg_ClOUyI/AAAAAAAABHc/MjeIqYp4zmY/s320/heads.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586188655196525346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AW5Ow6XBOfI/TYYg03IM8nI/AAAAAAAABHU/9XcxzNNSFfg/s1600/bread%2Bpudding%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AW5Ow6XBOfI/TYYg03IM8nI/AAAAAAAABHU/9XcxzNNSFfg/s320/bread%2Bpudding%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586188480323318386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&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;strong&gt;What do you think...wouldn't &lt;em&gt;time &lt;/em&gt;enjoying our days be the perfect gift?&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;/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/3686802198497889009-2220782789456990023?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2220782789456990023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2220782789456990023&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2220782789456990023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2220782789456990023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/countdown-is-on.html' title='The countdown is on...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6jb5VXXKBk/TYYhPkCgwaI/AAAAAAAABH8/Qx_qNHbk4QU/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4646439882057590264</id><published>2010-11-28T13:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T14:00:38.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I the only one...</title><content type='html'>Who decorates for Christmas through out the whole house?  Has a deer collection that is easily incorporated into the holiday?  Enjoys morning coffee in a mug which was a gift from her son? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TPKxi4mn7WI/AAAAAAAAAsU/xPa2ZAM5E-k/s1600/decorate%2B012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544689304114556258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TPKxi4mn7WI/AAAAAAAAAsU/xPa2ZAM5E-k/s320/decorate%2B012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saves old ornaments regardless of their condition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TPKxbmOGG8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/3gJxcTPePB4/s1600/decorate%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544689178920754114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TPKxbmOGG8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/3gJxcTPePB4/s320/decorate%2B008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Has a childhood "Chianti wine" ornament?   Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TPKxSgUllpI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GQ83m-c-l6A/s1600/decorate%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544689022718547602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TPKxSgUllpI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GQ83m-c-l6A/s320/decorate%2B006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And has a grandgirl who inspires them to decorate with a warm, happy heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TPKxJtBw1-I/AAAAAAAAAr8/9EM6plAFOpo/s1600/decorate%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544688871510431714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TPKxJtBw1-I/AAAAAAAAAr8/9EM6plAFOpo/s320/decorate%2B002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Perhaps one should decorate right after Thanksgiving while still feeling the fullness of being thankful.  Tell me, am I the only one?&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/3686802198497889009-4646439882057590264?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4646439882057590264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4646439882057590264&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4646439882057590264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4646439882057590264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/am-i-only-one.html' title='Am I the only one...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TPKxi4mn7WI/AAAAAAAAAsU/xPa2ZAM5E-k/s72-c/decorate%2B012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2803138480632399586</id><published>2010-11-25T08:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T08:12:17.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are thankful...</title><content type='html'>For friends and family...and the ties that bind us to gether.  We ask for no great things, only small things with great love.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TO5tCdGZ7-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/q1CgQOiBl3s/s1600/scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543488080278319074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TO5tCdGZ7-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/q1CgQOiBl3s/s320/scan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-2803138480632399586?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2803138480632399586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2803138480632399586&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2803138480632399586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2803138480632399586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-are-thankful-for-friends-and-family.html' title='We are thankful...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TO5tCdGZ7-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/q1CgQOiBl3s/s72-c/scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1810034915098278077</id><published>2010-11-21T13:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T14:04:14.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have to laugh...</title><content type='html'>My husband found this downstairs in the man cave.  He brings it up and says, "Do you want me to clean this for Thanksgiving?".   I said sure...after all it gives him something to do.  Seriously, did I actually stitch on Aida?  Something in me just couldn't part with the piece, although I did over dye (probably one of my first) the stark cream fabric.  Guess it won't hurt to hang for a few days.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOl3OMzx9qI/AAAAAAAAArs/3OgW0ZzNtYM/s1600/thanksgiving%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542091902296389282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOl3OMzx9qI/AAAAAAAAArs/3OgW0ZzNtYM/s320/thanksgiving%2B008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOl23Jvs2mI/AAAAAAAAArk/s9srgfEo_wM/s1600/thanksgiving%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOl2saKJC3I/AAAAAAAAArc/_zLUz40Q6_A/s1600/thanksgiving%2B011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542091321764285298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOl2saKJC3I/AAAAAAAAArc/_zLUz40Q6_A/s320/thanksgiving%2B011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Thankful to have found linen!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-1810034915098278077?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1810034915098278077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1810034915098278077&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1810034915098278077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1810034915098278077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-to-laugh.html' title='Have to laugh...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOl3OMzx9qI/AAAAAAAAArs/3OgW0ZzNtYM/s72-c/thanksgiving%2B008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-7312548575889576319</id><published>2010-11-19T11:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:25:02.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing the needle...</title><content type='html'>Through 28ct linen was an understatement!  Remember my concern, in an earlier post, switching from 28ct to a smaller count?   Well silly me, not only did I join a SAL for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LaDDa's&lt;/span&gt; "Live, Laugh, Love"...35count fabric was my choice!  The Christmas Sampler is put aside while looking for a "thrifty" frame, so before the eyes go, I'm off to stitch.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOaw82avoLI/AAAAAAAAArM/1gElB2eR4yg/s1600/35ct%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541310950972301490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOaw82avoLI/AAAAAAAAArM/1gElB2eR4yg/s320/35ct%2B005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Happy Stitching, Happy Weekend!&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-7312548575889576319?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7312548575889576319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=7312548575889576319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7312548575889576319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7312548575889576319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/throwing-needle.html' title='Throwing the needle...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOaw82avoLI/AAAAAAAAArM/1gElB2eR4yg/s72-c/35ct%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5335655671261191699</id><published>2010-11-15T09:15:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T09:28:26.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking thru the window...</title><content type='html'>change is every where...lovely isn't it?  Life is full of change...most out of our control.  All changes, even the most longed for,  have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; melancholy; for what we leave behind is a part of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFPWJHcPXI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zwVljgM2Ao4/s1600/change%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFPWJHcPXI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zwVljgM2Ao4/s320/change%2B009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539796258465267058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFPNsAfMlI/AAAAAAAAAqg/VdRyEMhnSwo/s1600/change%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFPNsAfMlI/AAAAAAAAAqg/VdRyEMhnSwo/s320/change%2B004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539796113212518994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFPHtYc8zI/AAAAAAAAAqY/NjsOCsuNg88/s1600/change%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFPHtYc8zI/AAAAAAAAAqY/NjsOCsuNg88/s320/change%2B008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539796010502255410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFO7VRQNyI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/KI5JLZQ51ew/s1600/change%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFO7VRQNyI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/KI5JLZQ51ew/s320/change%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539795797871179554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFO1mRMaeI/AAAAAAAAAqI/lBLV386dwW8/s1600/change%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFO1mRMaeI/AAAAAAAAAqI/lBLV386dwW8/s320/change%2B015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539795699355118050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's change comes with heavy heart...ever filled with love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-5335655671261191699?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5335655671261191699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=5335655671261191699&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5335655671261191699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5335655671261191699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/looking-thru-window.html' title='Looking thru the window...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TOFPWJHcPXI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zwVljgM2Ao4/s72-c/change%2B009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-291194592028961916</id><published>2010-11-10T08:34:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T10:20:26.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Birthday...</title><content type='html'>Twelve and all she wants is to gain five pounds so she can sit in the front seat of cars. Silly girl...won't be long and you won't want weight for your birthday!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNquBCQozxI/AAAAAAAAApk/wl8HssdosSA/s1600/Birthday%2B039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537930024615202578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNquBCQozxI/AAAAAAAAApk/wl8HssdosSA/s320/Birthday%2B039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As always, gracious in opening presents...never forgetting an immediate "thank you" no matter the gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNqt4pENvsI/AAAAAAAAApc/Id_ly4u4ujY/s1600/Birthday%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537929880413257410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNqt4pENvsI/AAAAAAAAApc/Id_ly4u4ujY/s320/Birthday%2B024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And since she is so into recycling, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt; finds the perfect packaging...no trash involved. Although her dad believes I need to change my thoughts on my age if I'm going to use 45's as wrapping. Does anyone still have those let alone remember what they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNqtvTXdXSI/AAAAAAAAApU/4HcTAOU3sC8/s1600/Birthday%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537929719969570082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNqtvTXdXSI/AAAAAAAAApU/4HcTAOU3sC8/s320/Birthday%2B004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Twelve years...what a loving gentle spirit you have become... &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday. Love you to the Moon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-291194592028961916?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/291194592028961916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=291194592028961916&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/291194592028961916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/291194592028961916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/another-birthday.html' title='Another Birthday...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNquBCQozxI/AAAAAAAAApk/wl8HssdosSA/s72-c/Birthday%2B039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5335140040668238874</id><published>2010-11-04T14:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T14:16:28.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress..</title><content type='html'>Car's in the shop and almost ready...thank goodness it wasn't totaled and she had insurance, not to mention she waited in the parking lot for us.  Just how does one back into a parked car?  In a hurry or on the a cell phone...maybe both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer slip covers off and summer curtains down...nice warm cozy feeling now.  Entry way paint chosen...hope to have it painted before the holidays.  Slow down, November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer's running smoothly once again...I would not recommend Norton Anti Virus to anyone!  Maybe now I can take the time to play around with blog colors...I know it's difficult to read for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look...stitching right along on the "Christmas Sampler"!  Not worrying about the color...it will probably need a little "dip" in dye anyway.  Although after working on 28ct, I hope I will be able to go to a 35ct next project.  Wow...28ct is like throwing the needle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the fabric!  Anyway, not much longer and it will be ready for framing...hope my friend has a frame in her basement;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNMDWVaQIpI/AAAAAAAAApE/hL0nkdSyTFg/s1600/progress+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535772049207730834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNMDWVaQIpI/AAAAAAAAApE/hL0nkdSyTFg/s320/progress+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those who left comments on my "tweaking"...they inspire me to carry on.  Andrea, the name of the pattern is "Christmas Sampler" by Sheepish Designs.  Jewel, I don't mind being an old favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frost on the pumpkins tonight...perfect stitching weather!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-5335140040668238874?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5335140040668238874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=5335140040668238874&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5335140040668238874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5335140040668238874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/progress.html' title='Progress..'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TNMDWVaQIpI/AAAAAAAAApE/hL0nkdSyTFg/s72-c/progress+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-626033023517709318</id><published>2010-10-30T13:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:51:58.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No going back now...</title><content type='html'>At least not in the stitching.  Dated pattern, dated colors...a little scary?  After all this is a 1989 pattern.  Can you believe that?  I remember stitching this twice for gifts and always wanting to have it for myself, so the stitching began.  A little into it, I was doubting the colors...can you remember when DMC 927 was so popular?  Although questioning the colors, I had gone too far to turn back...yet, changing DMC 407 to muted greens (middle alphabet) was a good choice along with "tweaking" the border flowers.  All this in little under a week!  Just think, going back to an old favorite brought back the pleasure of stitching!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMxkfSyAYmI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5I1to_5nDwY/s1600/stitching+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533908530911797858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMxkfSyAYmI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5I1to_5nDwY/s320/stitching+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have an old favorite?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-626033023517709318?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/626033023517709318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=626033023517709318&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/626033023517709318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/626033023517709318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-going-back-now.html' title='No going back now...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMxkfSyAYmI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5I1to_5nDwY/s72-c/stitching+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6784071841396725760</id><published>2010-10-26T10:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T10:56:05.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless stitcher...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMb4A9wA2TI/AAAAAAAAAow/XQODaSPM99Y/s1600/christmas+sampler+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532381887730866482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMb4A9wA2TI/AAAAAAAAAow/XQODaSPM99Y/s320/christmas+sampler+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just unable to set in a chair and stitch. Goodness knows there is plenty to accomplish...let alone gardening, reading, and the "piles" that are left undone with no excuse. Digging thru the stash and wips didn't increase motivation, reading other blogs and seeing a lot of beautiful stitching doesn't increase motivation. Wait, spending too much time on the computer? That may be the problem and since this computer has a mind of it's own lately, it's time to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offering no apology for not doing...just going to do!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3686802198497889009-6784071841396725760?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6784071841396725760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6784071841396725760&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6784071841396725760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6784071841396725760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/10/restless-stitcher.html' title='Restless stitcher...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMb4A9wA2TI/AAAAAAAAAow/XQODaSPM99Y/s72-c/christmas+sampler+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3549430751163627002</id><published>2010-10-22T11:12:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T15:55:03.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hallow's Eve...</title><content type='html'>Or "Halloween" would have come and gone this year before stitching a new project. And after looking thru past year's, who would know? I will do my best to identify the designers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6soGHtJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/b-MZsyJzXQs/s1600/stitching+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530907093227779218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6soGHtJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/b-MZsyJzXQs/s320/stitching+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notforgotten Farm and Ewe and Eye pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6nS-wVJI/AAAAAAAAAoI/pgap2pAgrl0/s1600/stitching+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530907001660396690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6nS-wVJI/AAAAAAAAAoI/pgap2pAgrl0/s320/stitching+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shepherd's Bush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6h4WUtFI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ooFtkg0qhI0/s1600/stitching+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530906908612146258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6h4WUtFI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ooFtkg0qhI0/s320/stitching+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blackbird Designs from Trix or Treat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6bDoHPwI/AAAAAAAAAn4/UhpXhHB18tY/s1600/stitching+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530906791380467458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6bDoHPwI/AAAAAAAAAn4/UhpXhHB18tY/s320/stitching+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6TcwJhQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/28t8nIIGXEI/s1600/stitching+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530906660686103810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6TcwJhQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/28t8nIIGXEI/s320/stitching+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shepherd's Bush kits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6NBtLr1I/AAAAAAAAAno/80B_2T1XUZI/s1600/stitching+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530906550346690386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6NBtLr1I/AAAAAAAAAno/80B_2T1XUZI/s320/stitching+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6GMGvvXI/AAAAAAAAAng/bySY0HmHzZc/s1600/stitching+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530906432879181170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6GMGvvXI/AAAAAAAAAng/bySY0HmHzZc/s320/stitching+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hands to Work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG52A7SwYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/2harzuAoPx4/s1600/stitching+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530906155000447362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG52A7SwYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/2harzuAoPx4/s320/stitching+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for your comments...if you're interested in any of these patterns, I will be glad to see what I can find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Stitching!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-3549430751163627002?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3549430751163627002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3549430751163627002&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3549430751163627002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3549430751163627002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-hallows-eve.html' title='All Hallow&apos;s Eve...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TMG6soGHtJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/b-MZsyJzXQs/s72-c/stitching+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6327172047376138889</id><published>2010-10-13T12:18:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T17:15:15.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Festival Favorites...</title><content type='html'>As stated in my previous post, Fall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;festivals&lt;/span&gt; are aplenty in this part of the country.  Who knew they could be so varied? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Raku&lt;/span&gt; Night Festival at the KC Clay Guild gives individuals and opportunity to learn and participate in this ancient art form.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--eefgigroQc/TX_kMrrowAI/AAAAAAAAA_s/-CWBqmyhnag/s1600/Oct%2B9%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--eefgigroQc/TX_kMrrowAI/AAAAAAAAA_s/-CWBqmyhnag/s320/Oct%2B9%2B020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584432969498017794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there's the second annual Fun Fest at my nephew's with "great" nieces and "great" nephew. Plenty of food and fun along with a go cart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TLXqeHDfqhI/AAAAAAAAAnA/bNnfWuGMgnc/s1600/Oct+10+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527581920677833234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TLXqeHDfqhI/AAAAAAAAAnA/bNnfWuGMgnc/s320/Oct+10+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The royalty greeted us at the KC Renaissance Festival...another annual event.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TLXqRHtiKnI/AAAAAAAAAm4/LDk3TYL72mQ/s1600/Oct+11+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527581697515858546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TLXqRHtiKnI/AAAAAAAAAm4/LDk3TYL72mQ/s320/Oct+11+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was cool and rainy...could that be why we saw so few fairies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TLXqJpeqRUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/AJV7B0F2yjM/s1600/Oct+11+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527581569141327170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TLXqJpeqRUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/AJV7B0F2yjM/s320/Oct+11+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a little rain when you're the "special person" of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TLXqCyg4Y_I/AAAAAAAAAmo/e6QybFphHGA/s1600/Oct+11+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527581451307475954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TLXqCyg4Y_I/AAAAAAAAAmo/e6QybFphHGA/s320/Oct+11+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What fall fun are you having?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-6327172047376138889?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6327172047376138889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6327172047376138889&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6327172047376138889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6327172047376138889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-festival-favorites.html' title='Fall Festival Favorites...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--eefgigroQc/TX_kMrrowAI/AAAAAAAAA_s/-CWBqmyhnag/s72-c/Oct%2B9%2B020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4694588985096911670</id><published>2010-10-05T11:06:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T11:42:53.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now it's Fall...</title><content type='html'>The air is crisp, the leaves are turning and just about everyone seems to be happier. How is it the changing of season can do that to a person? Fall festivals abound in this part of the country, one of which we attended this past weekend. The annual Antiques and Apple Fest in Lexington, MO is one of our favorites. Actually, we look for pumpkins and gourds over apples. Unfortunately, pumpkins were scarce. Too many rainy days perhaps? Although there was no pumpkin and only a few gourds, there was no difficulty finding a few treasured books in our favorite shop, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blackthorn Trading Company&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...more on that another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TKtN9JLUwPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/EUXAPQfEYnw/s1600/fall+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524595080730820850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TKtN9JLUwPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/EUXAPQfEYnw/s320/fall+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little Fall stitching...two from older &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Homespun Elegance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TKtN2JrBObI/AAAAAAAAAlw/BxhlmX-tlnw/s1600/fall+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524594960604674482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TKtN2JrBObI/AAAAAAAAAlw/BxhlmX-tlnw/s320/fall+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grim Gourds" by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plum Street Samplers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Be forewarned, should you search for this pattern...wanting to leave this out longer than just Halloween (and having a thrift store frame), changes were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TKtNvscQ83I/AAAAAAAAAlo/hmCWqcV93O0/s1600/fall+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524594849678947186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TKtNvscQ83I/AAAAAAAAAlo/hmCWqcV93O0/s320/fall+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall, Autumn, Harvest...however you say it...enjoy!&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-4694588985096911670?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blackthornantiques.com/home.html' title='Now it&apos;s Fall...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4694588985096911670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4694588985096911670&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4694588985096911670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4694588985096911670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/10/now-its-fall.html' title='Now it&apos;s Fall...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TKtN9JLUwPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/EUXAPQfEYnw/s72-c/fall+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-7415342314341803062</id><published>2010-09-24T15:28:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T16:25:35.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not try this at home...</title><content type='html'>After stitching my first reproduction sampler, "Lucy Redd" by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homespunelegance.com/50_-_lucy_redd_sampler.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Homespun Elegance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was anxious to have it framed and hung for stitch night. Having spent hours on the stitching, it just needed to be hung on the mantle and, yes...props were used...you know, just like the pattern. Settling down to stitch, someone says, "Do you smell something?". Oh my gosh, yes! Hard to believe, and a tad difficult to admit, the frame on the newly stitched sampler was burning from the displayed candle! You know, I'm all for ageing my work, but this had gone too far. Thank goodness there were friends around...I can only imagine what could have happened.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TJ0KmtmWtzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/B435-grgspE/s1600/lucy+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520580378417870642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TJ0KmtmWtzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/B435-grgspE/s320/lucy+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TJ0KgJhu_qI/AAAAAAAAAlY/OAvpFtcXsDM/s1600/lucy+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520580265655598754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TJ0KgJhu_qI/AAAAAAAAAlY/OAvpFtcXsDM/s320/lucy+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I still burn candles...every day...but with much care and away from the samplers. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TJ0KTfTAzyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/nYQERbgYIJI/s1600/lucy+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520580048161132322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TJ0KTfTAzyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/nYQERbgYIJI/s320/lucy+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lesson learned...age sampler not frame. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-7415342314341803062?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7415342314341803062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=7415342314341803062&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7415342314341803062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7415342314341803062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/09/do-not-try-this-at-home.html' title='Do not try this at home...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TJ0KmtmWtzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/B435-grgspE/s72-c/lucy+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1185232733495746050</id><published>2010-09-14T12:15:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T09:31:31.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time...</title><content type='html'>For an "Unfinished" finish! What? Yes, the "Unfinished Reproduction I" sampler by &lt;a href="http://homespunelegance.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;HomespunElegance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;http&gt;is now a frame and finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's back up a bit...some years ago, far too many than one can count...a friend stitched and framed this piece as a gift. Lucky me! It's always been a favorite and has a predominant place on the dining room wall, catching the eye of several. I always believe, in addition to the sampler, they are drawn to the aging and over dyeing of the linen itself. It was only appropriate the person who stitched this for me should receive in kind....such an enjoyable stitch. Although the aging process was some what frightening...perhaps not as much as purchasing an antique sampler only to find out later it was not an antique. Isn't it amazing how just about anything can be aged?! &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.blogger.com/Homespun%20Elegance"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516819613244084866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-uNXlSUoI/AAAAAAAAAlI/vuJfsibO038/s320/stitching+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The second stitching and aging a breeze! The third and most recent was also a quick stitch but the aging process was dreaded. So much so the sampler was given as a birthday gift in 2008 and just now framed...she is so patient. A little coffee, kitchen bouquet, matches and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-uGtZ2SgI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jrgjz_FmPjk/s1600/stitching+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516819498842606082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-uGtZ2SgI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jrgjz_FmPjk/s320/stitching+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sand paper is all one needs for aging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-t__kC3WI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DEoh5Wio_nE/s1600/sept+3+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516819383458127202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-t__kC3WI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DEoh5Wio_nE/s320/sept+3+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe she found her own frame? No not custom, probably from a thrift store or garage sale. A little paint and it's perfect! She has such an eye for great frames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-t3GKek7I/AAAAAAAAAkw/qXcRefVPRnY/s1600/stitching+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516819230611116978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-t3GKek7I/AAAAAAAAAkw/qXcRefVPRnY/s320/stitching+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my favorite photo but a truer look of the actual color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-twf74ViI/AAAAAAAAAko/he7XeP9W47c/s1600/stitching+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516819117270128162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-twf74ViI/AAAAAAAAAko/he7XeP9W47c/s320/stitching+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You're so right&lt;em&gt; Jewel, &lt;/em&gt;"it is about time"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-1185232733495746050?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='homespunelegance' href='http://www.homespunelegance.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1185232733495746050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1185232733495746050&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1185232733495746050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1185232733495746050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TI-uNXlSUoI/AAAAAAAAAlI/vuJfsibO038/s72-c/stitching+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1213785975819735378</id><published>2010-09-04T21:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T21:46:15.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused...</title><content type='html'>It's cooler and calmer in this little part of the world. So much so the neglected fall project is once again in progress. Something to keep me occupied rather than Fall decorating...looking for pumpkins, bittersweet, anything Fall. My &lt;em&gt;jewel &lt;/em&gt;of a friend says it's too early and keeps reminding me it is still Summer so maybe it is a little early...after all it is only Labor Day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet when strolling through the garden, I couldn't help but plop this skull on the stakes where it belongs...even though he says, "I don't think I like that". Well, it's going to stay although there does seem to be some confusion as to the true season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TIMAq9mDaYI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fFPGEVpDftk/s1600/fall+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513251106920294786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TIMAq9mDaYI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fFPGEVpDftk/s320/fall+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What do you think...Summer or Fall?&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-1213785975819735378?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1213785975819735378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1213785975819735378&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1213785975819735378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1213785975819735378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/09/confused.html' title='Confused...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TIMAq9mDaYI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fFPGEVpDftk/s72-c/fall+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4234708797283677949</id><published>2010-08-18T15:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:31:52.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A finish...</title><content type='html'>No, not cross stitch, the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we watched the truck pull away with the last load of debris, there were sighs of relief and dancing going on. Even the grandgirls were happy and approved of the new colors...don't you know how valued their opinions are?!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dz7HN1_WSAM/TYASuCPYLgI/AAAAAAAABA0/dnDFVMrcUKw/s1600/8-18%2Ba%2Bfinish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dz7HN1_WSAM/TYASuCPYLgI/AAAAAAAABA0/dnDFVMrcUKw/s320/8-18%2Ba%2Bfinish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584484120024067586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Looking back on the last 8 weeks, it was not that difficult...easy to say after it's a finish. A few little tweaks here and there, house numbers (and where to place them), how to decorate the front...you know those minor details that can make a difference in one's eye. All in due time, they will come, along with a growing list of "to do". Should you be pondering home improvements be fore warned, twice as much time and money and a great deal of patience is a prerequisite. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TGxJ9D9y5SI/AAAAAAAAAjo/uiZsPkYCRps/s1600/misc+summer+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506857757752616226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TGxJ9D9y5SI/AAAAAAAAAjo/uiZsPkYCRps/s320/misc+summer+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Forget the "to do's"...off to finish the wine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-4234708797283677949?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4234708797283677949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4234708797283677949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4234708797283677949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4234708797283677949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/08/finish.html' title='A finish...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dz7HN1_WSAM/TYASuCPYLgI/AAAAAAAABA0/dnDFVMrcUKw/s72-c/8-18%2Ba%2Bfinish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-663897457648207196</id><published>2010-08-03T09:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:52:06.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Domino effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TFgnKEebH2I/AAAAAAAAAjY/K2dVDIXEXZg/s1600/paint+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501189998786584418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TFgnKEebH2I/AAAAAAAAAjY/K2dVDIXEXZg/s320/paint+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you remember in an earlier post there was mention of  numerous outside home repairs taking place here?  Could the work already be into it's 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; week?  Initially what started as one or two repairs has led into brick work and painting.  Do you know how stressful it is to change colors after 30 years?  Then painting requires inside window washing and curtain cleaning so you might as well deep clean.  This guy is not a handy man, he is a true craftsman, but it is time for him to go.  Yes, one can expect any type of repair to take longer and cost more, but please let there be peace and quite. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TFgm2e3VMPI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5sGSbtaxY3M/s1600/paint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501189662272991474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TFgm2e3VMPI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5sGSbtaxY3M/s320/paint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work has gone from summer subbing, then hours cut back to no job at all!  I'd say that was some domino effect!  Oh well, to quote a dear friend, "energy is our only currency".  Now there will be energy and time for those many projects (whether it be organizing, creating or stitching) left undone.  And blogging...talk about a domino effect!   Trying to capture colors and format to suit my style, while enabling in the ease of reading posts, is more difficult than need be.  Changing one thing leads to so much more.  Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring on the dominoes!&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/3686802198497889009-663897457648207196?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/663897457648207196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=663897457648207196&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/663897457648207196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/663897457648207196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/08/domino-effect.html' title='Domino effect'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TFgnKEebH2I/AAAAAAAAAjY/K2dVDIXEXZg/s72-c/paint+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2912759901556856092</id><published>2010-07-20T16:04:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T16:59:57.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't believe my eyes..</title><content type='html'>Or should I say, why didn't I stay home? The weather is hot, not unlike most every where in the States, and people are rude or cranky. Is it really necessary to slap a small child in the middle of a retail store...or any where for that matter? Does anyone need to be loud and unruly (children and parents alike) while reeking havoc at the local convenience store...havoc as in pulling items from the shelves and walking away? Granted these actions did distract me from the new and lovely Country Homes Magazine (that's right it's back and it can be yours for a mere $12.99) and the uncertainty of the color choice for the outside of our home...after all it's been the same color for 30 years, why change now? And yet, it was all a little unbelievable for my eyes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note...I can't believe this recent garden visitor allowed me to take several photos. Do you suppose he looked at me and said "I can't believe my eyes"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TEYP-Tl7svI/AAAAAAAAAjI/MacN8Js36u0/s1600/visitors+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496097958337950450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TEYP-Tl7svI/AAAAAAAAAjI/MacN8Js36u0/s320/visitors+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TEYP3V8uGRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BXzSjDy1yVE/s1600/visitors+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496097838711314706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TEYP3V8uGRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BXzSjDy1yVE/s320/visitors+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TEYPxgs4QII/AAAAAAAAAi4/wS-4CajOJHk/s1600/visitors+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496097738518446210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TEYPxgs4QII/AAAAAAAAAi4/wS-4CajOJHk/s320/visitors+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My eyes are ready for reading or stitching...how about yours? &lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-2912759901556856092?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2912759901556856092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2912759901556856092&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2912759901556856092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2912759901556856092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/07/cant-believe-my-eyes.html' title='Can&apos;t believe my eyes..'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TEYP-Tl7svI/AAAAAAAAAjI/MacN8Js36u0/s72-c/visitors+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3374193717824719676</id><published>2010-07-11T14:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T15:30:10.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>Or never put off till tomorrow what you can do today...isn't that what the saying is? Thinking the summer was work free, I've been strolling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the days as though I have all the time in the world and can "get to it tomorrow". After all, school doesn't resume until mid August, right? And besides, with a multitude of outdoor home repairs that are quite noisy, how better to spend time off than shopping (no, not retail), lunch or coffee with family and friends. Way too much noise around here to stitch or read, too wet or hot to garden...so why not just have fun and leave everything till tomorrow!? Sad to say, I've been asked to sub the rest of the month and possibly summer. Oh how I wished there had been a little more stitching, reading and gardening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry, I've managed to add to my book collection and picked up another wonderful Statue of Liberty, which I was assured "not made in China...possibly France". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDoiDi4W0kI/AAAAAAAAAiw/5J6d4mgfFRE/s1600/4th+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492740139829875266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDoiDi4W0kI/AAAAAAAAAiw/5J6d4mgfFRE/s320/4th+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few stitches after work each day should finish this newly started project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDoh8thTofI/AAAAAAAAAio/9VUHozuLvT4/s1600/4th+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492740022426903026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDoh8thTofI/AAAAAAAAAio/9VUHozuLvT4/s320/4th+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Never put off till tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow." Mark Twain    &lt;/strong&gt;Wasn't he a smart man... &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/3686802198497889009-3374193717824719676?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3374193717824719676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3374193717824719676&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3374193717824719676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3374193717824719676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/07/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDoiDi4W0kI/AAAAAAAAAiw/5J6d4mgfFRE/s72-c/4th+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-507220933326131312</id><published>2010-07-04T07:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T07:29:58.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriotic Pair...</title><content type='html'>Peeking in to wish everyone a Happy Fourth of July!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDB9U_GgzpI/AAAAAAAAAig/N-u1LIJFwzc/s1600/4th+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490025745254239890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDB9U_GgzpI/AAAAAAAAAig/N-u1LIJFwzc/s320/4th+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDB9PRacETI/AAAAAAAAAiY/0DhaBOMXO2I/s1600/4th+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490025647090438450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDB9PRacETI/AAAAAAAAAiY/0DhaBOMXO2I/s320/4th+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope it's a &lt;em&gt;Sunny &lt;/em&gt;day where you are!&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-507220933326131312?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/507220933326131312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=507220933326131312&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/507220933326131312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/507220933326131312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/07/patriotic-pair.html' title='Patriotic Pair...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TDB9U_GgzpI/AAAAAAAAAig/N-u1LIJFwzc/s72-c/4th+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3472287804681979339</id><published>2010-06-22T14:11:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T15:48:45.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More America...</title><content type='html'>And not all of it wonderful...the stitching, that is. What was I thinking, why did I frame this Birds of a Feather piece? Another perfect little project that would have been just right for a small bowl?!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3lG9px3Xonk/TYZmcQVMPVI/AAAAAAAABLw/SV4C0b6zHXQ/s1600/6-22%2Bbirds%2Bof%2Bfeather%2Bland%2Bof%2Blove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3lG9px3Xonk/TYZmcQVMPVI/AAAAAAAABLw/SV4C0b6zHXQ/s320/6-22%2Bbirds%2Bof%2Bfeather%2Bland%2Bof%2Blove.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586265023405899090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did not like stitching the Prairie Schooler heart on 18 count davos so I stitched the Cricket angel on 18 count aida? What was I thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h6Id6UOlHqU/TYZmPM-3GjI/AAAAAAAABLg/huXAKjw2CbI/s1600/6-22psheart%2Bcricket%2Bangel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h6Id6UOlHqU/TYZmPM-3GjI/AAAAAAAABLg/huXAKjw2CbI/s320/6-22psheart%2Bcricket%2Bangel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586264799168633394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember this frame from winter and spring stitching? Sheepish Designs "Eagle" was a perfect fit even though the eagle flew off center....what was he thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1Khj6kxSLE/TYZmEJWIUZI/AAAAAAAABLY/n3eGif8IE-o/s1600/6-22sheepish%2Beagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1Khj6kxSLE/TYZmEJWIUZI/AAAAAAAABLY/n3eGif8IE-o/s1600/6-22sheepish%2Beagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1Khj6kxSLE/TYZmEJWIUZI/AAAAAAAABLY/n3eGif8IE-o/s320/6-22sheepish%2Beagle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586264609213927826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There must have been a little more thinking going on here...Blackbird Designs "Patriotic Bouquet" from Souvenirs of Summer is a favorite that reminds me of good stitching time spent with a friend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rCz1iehedEU/TYZl_76VYdI/AAAAAAAABLQ/hN0PFrMOoVc/s1600/6-22patriotic%2Bbouquet%2Bbbd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rCz1iehedEU/TYZl_76VYdI/AAAAAAAABLQ/hN0PFrMOoVc/s320/6-22patriotic%2Bbouquet%2Bbbd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586264536888205778" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As this piece...another Birds of a Feather...was started at the beginning of the Iraq War,  I know what I was thinking!!  Although, did any of us think, to date, there is still no end?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rCz1iehedEU/TYZl_76VYdI/AAAAAAAABLQ/hN0PFrMOoVc/s1600/6-22patriotic%2Bbouquet%2Bbbd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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_5485678376812880018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TCELa1n5IJI/AAAAAAAAAhg/srd4nX9CnJ8/s320/flags+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let us all think Peace today...and every day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-3472287804681979339?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3472287804681979339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3472287804681979339&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3472287804681979339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3472287804681979339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-america.html' title='More America...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3lG9px3Xonk/TYZmcQVMPVI/AAAAAAAABLw/SV4C0b6zHXQ/s72-c/6-22%2Bbirds%2Bof%2Bfeather%2Bland%2Bof%2Blove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-265508188067507194</id><published>2010-06-15T20:57:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T08:47:33.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful America...</title><content type='html'>It is, you know! I can remember a time when we celebrated America every day. It was a time to respect God, Home and Country. How proud I was to stand tall and recite the Pledge of Allegiance! We were taught to understand and appreciate our Country--our people, our resources, our ideals. We did not take for granted our democracy and how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's world, we celebrate Flag Day...well, some of us...the Fourth of July and the arrival of Summer Fun. Stars and stripes are every where and many once again display the American Flag. Opening the front door every morning and seeing my Flag I'm reminded how much I love it and the Country it represents. Could that be why I'm drawn to cross stitch with a Flag theme?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"July's Celebration"&lt;/strong&gt; from Blackbird Designs Fine Collection is a favorite among a collection of family flags.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JyTNFSq9WV4/TYdVw7DrmKI/AAAAAAAABMU/Uo1f1rO895Q/s1600/6-15%2Bflag%2Bbowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JyTNFSq9WV4/TYdVw7DrmKI/AAAAAAAABMU/Uo1f1rO895Q/s320/6-15%2Bflag%2Bbowl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586528161751603362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flags are even nice with redware..."&lt;strong&gt;Summer Pinkeeps"&lt;/strong&gt; by Notforgotten Farms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-blNqlIxcyAo/TYdVotbYQnI/AAAAAAAABMM/WcDd4NK5-qo/s1600/6-15%2Bdeer%2Bplate%2Bbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-blNqlIxcyAo/TYdVotbYQnI/AAAAAAAABMM/WcDd4NK5-qo/s320/6-15%2Bdeer%2Bplate%2Bbee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586528020653949554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next two pieces are very early Cricket Collection. I liked the flag from &lt;strong&gt;"Heart and Home"&lt;/strong&gt;but not especially fond of the home. Stitching only the flag and adding the word Liberty with a star was perfect. It's difficult to photograph framed pieces covered with glass and the second piece, also a Cricket Collection, was hopeless. Any suggestions greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JnuWwR__QFI/TYdVdbvOCBI/AAAAAAAABME/ByvXFb1pAGA/s1600/6-15%2Bcricket%2Bflag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JnuWwR__QFI/TYdVdbvOCBI/AAAAAAAABME/ByvXFb1pAGA/s320/6-15%2Bcricket%2Bflag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586527826926766098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TBgvt6OxqSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/tIOijmN2S-8/s1600/flags+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483185012095428898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TBgvt6OxqSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/tIOijmN2S-8/s320/flags+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I will ever tire of "throwing" my stitching into my favorite wooden bowls and no, not every piece of stitching needs a frame or pillow! &lt;strong&gt;"With My Needle"&lt;/strong&gt; by Blackbird Designs is a nice contrast against the crisp white linens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TBgvnDewQtI/AAAAAAAAAgw/34P1-YncUb8/s1600/flags+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483184894319280850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TBgvnDewQtI/AAAAAAAAAgw/34P1-YncUb8/s320/flags+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;America...wonderful, proud and true!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-265508188067507194?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/265508188067507194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=265508188067507194&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/265508188067507194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/265508188067507194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/wonderful-america.html' title='Wonderful America...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JyTNFSq9WV4/TYdVw7DrmKI/AAAAAAAABMU/Uo1f1rO895Q/s72-c/6-15%2Bflag%2Bbowl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-638181937551336788</id><published>2010-06-04T10:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:20:18.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple pleasures...</title><content type='html'>is my motto these days. Taking time off from teaching this summer has afforded me the time to enjoy each day. Who would have thought that even the mundane tasks of laundry, cleaning and organizing...I question this...would be as pleasurable as family, friends, gardening and stitching? Did I say stitching? Well, my heart is there...just haven't found that perfect project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had the good fortune to renew an old friendship and to quote her..."My daily goal is to make each day a pleasant memory". If you think about it, what a simple act to obtain much pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TAkVw5wBgkI/AAAAAAAAAfo/QOGkxS-Lne8/s1600/blog+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478934351553069634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TAkVw5wBgkI/AAAAAAAAAfo/QOGkxS-Lne8/s320/blog+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;May your days be simple and pleasurable!&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-638181937551336788?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/638181937551336788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=638181937551336788&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/638181937551336788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/638181937551336788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple pleasures...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TAkVw5wBgkI/AAAAAAAAAfo/QOGkxS-Lne8/s72-c/blog+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-3973385079230049870</id><published>2010-05-31T06:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T06:32:20.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise, Sunset...</title><content type='html'>Our country is protected by brave men and women serving in the armed services, many of whom have given their lives. We rise in the morning to our coffee and tuck our children in at night not giving thought to the safety their service provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation's service. Many of us remember the passing of all loved ones on this day; however the traditional observance has been lost through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and every day, let us not ignore the neglected gravesides or take for granted the flag they so proudly gave their lives to serve. And perhaps today we should say an additional prayer for the police, firefighter and all those who protect us from sunrise to sunset.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TAOZ0aGaCNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/SweTdYk2y8o/s1600/image72_USMC_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477390697451096274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TAOZ0aGaCNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/SweTdYk2y8o/s320/image72_USMC_jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Thank you Daddy, Barnie, Frank, Jordan and all who protect and serve...peace be with you.&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-3973385079230049870?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3973385079230049870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=3973385079230049870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3973385079230049870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/3973385079230049870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunrise-sunset.html' title='Sunrise, Sunset...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/TAOZ0aGaCNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/SweTdYk2y8o/s72-c/image72_USMC_jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1511762109671474616</id><published>2010-05-21T16:17:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:12:30.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beneath the Sunlit Sky...</title><content type='html'>Words to dream of in this part of the country. Just where is the sun? It seems as though this Spring has been filled with days and days of rain...one doesn't dare to count how many. So much rain, it's difficult to sleep for worry of water in the basement. Thankfully, we have been fortunate in that respect and typically we don't have &lt;em&gt;flooding &lt;/em&gt;like so many others experience. I do however wonder if I will ever see my garden path again. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eM2CQzSn7yE/TYAOSYDkpBI/AAAAAAAABAU/yYPONFhOya0/s1600/5-21%2Bbeneath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eM2CQzSn7yE/TYAOSYDkpBI/AAAAAAAABAU/yYPONFhOya0/s320/5-21%2Bbeneath.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584479246797284370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the rain and clouds does make for a lovely moss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S_b5AubgHzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3CAQ7ycioIc/s1600/Lift+off+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473836187974115122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S_b5AubgHzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3CAQ7ycioIc/s320/Lift+off+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the rose does "pop" in the clouds.  Is that a tear for sun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S_b40-akXKI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4VKPXwg2Cek/s1600/Lift+off+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473835986106735778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S_b40-akXKI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4VKPXwg2Cek/s320/Lift+off+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Well one thing is certain...rainy days are good stitching days.  It is nice to have another "finish", although I'm not sure whose initials to stitch on this piece.  Alma, of Blackbird Designs, has a nice explanation with the pattern as to why she chose to use her husband's and her own initials.  While taking a break for a fun day, my "jewel" of a friend and I came across a creek with the most majestic heron watching the world go by.  Hmmmm....maybe I should stitch our initials, but then will she think it hers?  Time will tell...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S_b4s6aPOfI/AAAAAAAAAew/_mEK9nAQyWU/s1600/Lift+off+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473835847592655346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S_b4s6aPOfI/AAAAAAAAAew/_mEK9nAQyWU/s320/Lift+off+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;There's word of sun this weekend....may yours be golden beneath the sunlit sky!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-1511762109671474616?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1511762109671474616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1511762109671474616&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1511762109671474616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1511762109671474616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/05/beneath-sunlit-sky.html' title='Beneath the Sunlit Sky...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eM2CQzSn7yE/TYAOSYDkpBI/AAAAAAAABAU/yYPONFhOya0/s72-c/5-21%2Bbeneath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-8598527920344288683</id><published>2010-05-08T19:00:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:35:07.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding joy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X8SgIRvKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/BarzEchFeuc/s1600/31316_10150164669180710_337569645709_12271973_3325970_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've found, doesn't have to be that difficult. Yet, here it is a week into May and I've been so busy, I feel a little grumpy. What? No, that cannot be! I'm going to slow down, relax and remember all the wonderful things that have given me joy this first part of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Garden shopping" with a friend. No, this is not my garden...heavens, I wish it were! It's that of Steve Hess of From the Summer's Garden. He makes and sells the most wonderful garden accessories and stones.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X8Miwiy0I/AAAAAAAAAeg/zvyzkM5xyXY/s1600/garden+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469054614930377538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X8Miwiy0I/AAAAAAAAAeg/zvyzkM5xyXY/s320/garden+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the rain we've had this season, the hosta are crowding out most of the weeds. Now that's a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X8DeuvttI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ba67TrsqPZU/s1600/garden+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469054459230271186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X8DeuvttI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ba67TrsqPZU/s320/garden+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh joy, the fairies are arriving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X77MQcrsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/I2WNllEMyF4/s1600/garden+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469054316832403138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X77MQcrsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/I2WNllEMyF4/s320/garden+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X70mxgMKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/hgNrhOuUQwk/s1600/garden+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469054203691282594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X70mxgMKI/AAAAAAAAAeI/hgNrhOuUQwk/s320/garden+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X7sBF4JJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5ok5ymQJRrY/s1600/garden+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469054056137237650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X7sBF4JJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5ok5ymQJRrY/s320/garden+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is safe to say I've been busy in the garden...not to mention, attending a concert with the "jewel", birthday dinner with son and his family (and of course, my sweetie), lots of hugs from the little students and an overnight with the grandgirls. My goodness there is certainly no room for the grumps!!&lt;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May you find joy in your days...Happy Mother's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-8598527920344288683?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8598527920344288683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=8598527920344288683&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/8598527920344288683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/8598527920344288683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/05/finding-joy.html' title='Finding joy...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S-X8Miwiy0I/AAAAAAAAAeg/zvyzkM5xyXY/s72-c/garden+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-7435941668537965923</id><published>2010-04-25T15:20:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:15:25.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Engage...</title><content type='html'>Or become involved in the world around us. &lt;strong&gt;Engage&lt;/strong&gt;, isn't that when someone is going to become married? Sometimes we forget the multiple use of words until we hear them used differently. After hearing Father ask us to &lt;strong&gt;"become engaged"&lt;/strong&gt; and listen with our ears and speak and act with heart, I cannot stop thinking about this word. In order for me to truly understand and &lt;strong&gt;engage&lt;/strong&gt;, I want to slow down and acknowledge what I truly enjoy being &lt;strong&gt;engaged &lt;/strong&gt;in...whether it be enjoying my friends and family, gardening, stitching or doing my best to be kind to the world around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three days of rain, I may not be working in the garden...however, I can &lt;strong&gt;engage&lt;/strong&gt; in it's beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S9SkavyymRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pZJNLBJ1MRc/s1600/4-24+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464173027320305938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S9SkavyymRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pZJNLBJ1MRc/s320/4-24+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hanky and rosary found at an estate sale by a dear friend only to be given to me. She said holding the rosary "touched" her, which did not surprise me. After holding it myself, I felt it had "spirit". How lovely the gift and friendship, how &lt;strong&gt;engaging&lt;/strong&gt; the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S9SkTYGP1II/AAAAAAAAAdg/angwarVibqk/s1600/4-24+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464172900700378242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S9SkTYGP1II/AAAAAAAAAdg/angwarVibqk/s320/4-24+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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;The decision was made to finish a project rather than start a new one. In order to finish this piece, I've decided to rip out the vine and grounds around the house. Almost always I purchase patterns because I am attracted to the designer's choice of colors. The green in this piece is an overdyed that looks nothing like the original. After digging around in my stash, I found what looks much closer...and what is a few minutes of ripping out if it will keep me &lt;strong&gt;engaged&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S9SkLRTmsMI/AAAAAAAAAdY/2qBXhu9UkvU/s1600/4-24+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464172761438400706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S9SkLRTmsMI/AAAAAAAAAdY/2qBXhu9UkvU/s320/4-24+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What does engage say to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-7435941668537965923?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7435941668537965923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=7435941668537965923&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7435941668537965923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7435941668537965923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/04/engage.html' title='Engage...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S9SkavyymRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pZJNLBJ1MRc/s72-c/4-24+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-710928482726162009</id><published>2010-04-10T09:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T09:46:24.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's amazing...</title><content type='html'>How much stitching one can accomplish when setting down each day and actually stitching, if only for a few minutes! With encouragement from friends and self determination, I have finally completed one of those "must haves" that has been lying in my basket for quite some time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S8CGQ4eutoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/iIDRToIskH4/s1600/post+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458510372970346114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S8CGQ4eutoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/iIDRToIskH4/s320/post+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the pattern, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; sampler appears to be framed in a "found" frame. My thought is to leave off the border and frame mine in an 8"x10" frame that I may have in my stack of found frames. What do you think? There's no time to look...more stitching and a lot of gardening awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S8CGFgYrSXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bEkK_IWiScs/s1600/post+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458510177523943794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S8CGFgYrSXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bEkK_IWiScs/s320/post+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of amazement...look at this rosemary plant I found while raking leaves yesterday. We have had an exceptionally, or what felt like, long hard winter and rosemary doesn't survive here in the mildest of winters. You can imagine my surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S8CF-EXSXNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/oCmSFvOpNW8/s1600/post+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458510049742838994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S8CF-EXSXNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/oCmSFvOpNW8/s320/post+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister, who is the most amazing kind and loving person, prepared Easter dinner for her five children and their spouses and insisted my husband and I join them. Which in all totalled: 13 adults, 3 or 4 dogs and her five beautiful grandchildren...my great nieces and great nephew...all of whom are truly &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;. Her home is small, however with her heart, it is always filled with the most amazing love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S8CF2I0l2EI/AAAAAAAAAc4/S-W-wu0P6pE/s1600/Easter+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458509913500538946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S8CF2I0l2EI/AAAAAAAAAc4/S-W-wu0P6pE/s320/Easter+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What amazes you today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-710928482726162009?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/710928482726162009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=710928482726162009&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/710928482726162009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/710928482726162009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-amazing.html' title='It&apos;s amazing...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S8CGQ4eutoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/iIDRToIskH4/s72-c/post+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5768852273385684063</id><published>2010-04-04T11:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T11:48:38.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7jC0otG1vI/AAAAAAAAAcw/c6Al3CTqx8c/s1600/easter+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456325158094952178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7jC0otG1vI/AAAAAAAAAcw/c6Al3CTqx8c/s320/easter+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7jCJOxMIcI/AAAAAAAAAco/qPnI2YVg1G8/s1600/easter+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-5768852273385684063?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5768852273385684063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=5768852273385684063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5768852273385684063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5768852273385684063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/04/blessings-to-you.html' title='Blessings to You'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7jC0otG1vI/AAAAAAAAAcw/c6Al3CTqx8c/s72-c/easter+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-7807498794097470712</id><published>2010-03-29T18:57:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:52:59.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why...</title><content type='html'>Is it so much easier to start a project than finish?! We talk about stitching...don't we "jewel"? And we put in a stitch here and there...thanks Sharyn. Yet still, boredom sets in and we move on to that new found "got to have". Okay, maybe the word "we" is to ease the guilt &lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;often have when tiring of one piece and moving on to another. Really, I do want to finish these pieces but far too often I find an excuse to move on. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E_yu1QkCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/SfKUpPfBTxA/s1600/easter+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454210764519804962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E_yu1QkCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/SfKUpPfBTxA/s320/easter+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E_lDEPN5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/irCNDnZzYEQ/s1600/st+paddy+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454210529433171858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E_lDEPN5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/irCNDnZzYEQ/s320/st+paddy+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could it be I really want to start this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E_J9yhtUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/s-bwckqTvIA/s1600/projects+start+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454210064160240962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E_J9yhtUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/s-bwckqTvIA/s320/projects+start+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have stitched this sweet little sampler by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sheepish Designs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; several times. This particular one was stitched for me instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E--mDPOWI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rJlHeiA41-Y/s1600/easter+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454209868809320802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E--mDPOWI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rJlHeiA41-Y/s320/easter+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This too is a fun little sampler...I believe it to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Twisted Threads&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E-2sCGyRI/AAAAAAAAAb4/dneoTa9GwOE/s1600/easter+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454209732976232722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E-2sCGyRI/AAAAAAAAAb4/dneoTa9GwOE/s320/easter+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one of my all time favorites by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Blackbird Designs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; found in their "Fine Collections" book. Very Spring like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E-t-89XUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/_xGZLbz_bdQ/s1600/easter+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454209583436094786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E-t-89XUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/_xGZLbz_bdQ/s320/easter+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Does it really matter why? LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-7807498794097470712?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7807498794097470712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=7807498794097470712&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7807498794097470712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7807498794097470712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html' title='Why...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S7E_yu1QkCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/SfKUpPfBTxA/s72-c/easter+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-1354431656362097340</id><published>2010-03-20T11:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:43:08.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's sleeping late...</title><content type='html'>Me or Mother Nature? One should allow themselves to sleep in on Saturdays even though it's the first day of Spring and there is a great deal of work to be accomplished. You've heard of Spring cleaning right? Once that's out of the way, the gardening begins. Wait...what is that surrounding the daffodils? Snow?! Does She not realize today is the first day of Spring?  Or did I sleep so late my days are confused?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S6T386WdjCI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YozVVLKP0tU/s1600-h/st+paddy+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450754074852822050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S6T386WdjCI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YozVVLKP0tU/s320/st+paddy+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, the daffodils will make it through this new snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S6T3yzspu7I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iXHa_mpBVPA/s1600-h/st+paddy+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450753901268155314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S6T3yzspu7I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iXHa_mpBVPA/s320/st+paddy+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is tired of this long winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S6T3rcDDgLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/v11aULd8n7I/s1600-h/st+paddy+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450753774660583602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S6T3rcDDgLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/v11aULd8n7I/s320/st+paddy+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Please Mother Nature...wake up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-1354431656362097340?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1354431656362097340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=1354431656362097340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1354431656362097340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/1354431656362097340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/whos-sleeping-late.html' title='Who&apos;s sleeping late...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S6T386WdjCI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YozVVLKP0tU/s72-c/st+paddy+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4302060651018917697</id><published>2010-03-08T15:22:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:14:26.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The "second girl" is seven!</title><content type='html'>Number two "grand" girl has a birthday...can she really be seven?! Although she and her big sister are equally wonderful, she is so very different. She is an independent, lovely, creative child. There has been mention she is much like her "grammie" bringing moans and rolling of the eyes from some, but a little smile from me. Of course I'm prejudice, but when telling her I thought she was creative...her reply, "Yes, I know...I'm going to be a designer." Designer? Of what? "Oh, it doesn't matter...there's a lot to be designed." And much to my delight, she's ready for me to help her stitch a sampler. Perhaps, she will design her own sampler one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, Papa's "buddy"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S5VsM_1ExlI/AAAAAAAAAag/yCux3h6AKlc/s1600-h/3-4+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446378294922757714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S5VsM_1ExlI/AAAAAAAAAag/yCux3h6AKlc/s320/3-4+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion is quite important at seven don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S5VsIxmdpUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/g8e6Xk5ew0o/s1600-h/3-4+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446378222383899970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S5VsIxmdpUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/g8e6Xk5ew0o/s320/3-4+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Thank you everybody. No, I will keep the money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S5Vrtz5uSvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rC8Q4DYtv8s/s1600-h/3-4+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446377759145085682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S5Vrtz5uSvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rC8Q4DYtv8s/s320/3-4+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention she also likes to have fun with her grammie? Yes, she loves 3D too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S5VrUzDQNMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/PTf9TKHt_uQ/s1600-h/3-4+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446377329419891906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S5VrUzDQNMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/PTf9TKHt_uQ/s320/3-4+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday "Ladybug"...love you to the moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-4302060651018917697?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4302060651018917697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4302060651018917697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4302060651018917697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4302060651018917697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/second-girl-is-seven.html' title='The &quot;second girl&quot; is seven!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S5VsM_1ExlI/AAAAAAAAAag/yCux3h6AKlc/s72-c/3-4+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-816988109270669352</id><published>2010-03-03T16:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:38:34.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El Sol</title><content type='html'>Since returning from vacation, the sofa is once again my friend. Just too tired to stitch, much less anything else. Sure there have been home cooked meals, laundry...gosh is that suitcase unpacked? Oh yes, let's not forget work. There has been bright sunny days this week so I thought a stroll in the garden was in order. With all the snow we've had this winter, the ground is quite wet. Look what's peeking through? Every one and everything is in need of sun! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S47e_p__rlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/d_xX5ZNB3j8/s1600-h/2010+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444534184724901458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S47e_p__rlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/d_xX5ZNB3j8/s320/2010+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even with patches of snow, we dream of what's to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S47ermYas9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/vm9iSmChmVc/s1600-h/2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444533840156210130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S47ermYas9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/vm9iSmChmVc/s320/2010+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice to see "el sol"...for me and my garden.&lt;/strong&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/3686802198497889009-816988109270669352?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/816988109270669352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=816988109270669352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/816988109270669352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/816988109270669352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/el-sol.html' title='El Sol'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S47e_p__rlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/d_xX5ZNB3j8/s72-c/2010+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-2626542159123912187</id><published>2010-02-23T14:11:00.026-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T11:19:02.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Age...</title><content type='html'>Is it a number, date, feeling? Is it good or bad? Old or new? Are age and years the same? This little word &lt;em&gt;age &lt;/em&gt;has been on my mind a great deal as of late..I cannot believe there have been so many years come and go. Where have they gone? Will they continue to speed by or is there a way to slow them...take them in day by day and breath? I can count, and thankfully remember, much joy and happiness through out these years. Fond memories seem to over power the bad..perhaps that is key.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rR7a-dvO9Jk/TYYnkVgQ0wI/AAAAAAAABJw/xMTXalha21Q/s1600/2-23%2Bwine%2Band%2Broses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rR7a-dvO9Jk/TYYnkVgQ0wI/AAAAAAAABJw/xMTXalha21Q/s320/2-23%2Bwine%2Band%2Broses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586195893000917762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was this sampler really started over 15 years ago?  &lt;b&gt;Remember&lt;/b&gt;, a powerful word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjY8Y-WDQu8/TYYngqN8tuI/AAAAAAAABJo/7G2OMFQXac4/s1600/2-23%2Bsampler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjY8Y-WDQu8/TYYngqN8tuI/AAAAAAAABJo/7G2OMFQXac4/s320/2-23%2Bsampler.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586195829841770210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In a previous post, I questioned my love of snow over the beach. And even though it rains at the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNAInevCRs4/TYYnd-Jmh7I/AAAAAAAABJg/UX1LlngaL8I/s1600/2-23%2Brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNAInevCRs4/TYYnd-Jmh7I/AAAAAAAABJg/UX1LlngaL8I/s320/2-23%2Brain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586195783652640690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At this age, sunrise on the beach is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJsEJYgjPEg/TYYnag7kdwI/AAAAAAAABJY/UbL86RaUxaE/s1600/2-23%2Bsunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJsEJYgjPEg/TYYnag7kdwI/AAAAAAAABJY/UbL86RaUxaE/s320/2-23%2Bsunrise.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586195724269549314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember..."They are not long, the days of wine and roses".&lt;/b&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&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/3686802198497889009-2626542159123912187?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2626542159123912187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=2626542159123912187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2626542159123912187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/2626542159123912187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-age.html' title='Age...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rR7a-dvO9Jk/TYYnkVgQ0wI/AAAAAAAABJw/xMTXalha21Q/s72-c/2-23%2Bwine%2Band%2Broses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-6011364104947512113</id><published>2010-02-12T10:40:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T13:05:05.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is love?</title><content type='html'>The dictionary explains, "strong or passionate affection for a person". Yet through the years, we have used the word to include much more..."a strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything". I would like to believe our first loves should include God, country and home, as well as our fellow man.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqxQqwBbKXU/TYZAo13jXmI/AAAAAAAABK4/4X1W3siUmf8/s1600/bd%2B%2526%2Bvalentine%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqxQqwBbKXU/TYZAo13jXmI/AAAAAAAABK4/4X1W3siUmf8/s320/bd%2B%2526%2Bvalentine%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586223458198707810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blackbird Designs "February Hearts" from a &lt;strong&gt;Fine Collection&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v01J9lsDRug/TYZAjhp-QuI/AAAAAAAABKw/6ZC-4a-Y7cI/s1600/Valentine%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v01J9lsDRug/TYZAjhp-QuI/AAAAAAAABKw/6ZC-4a-Y7cI/s320/Valentine%2B018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586223366873694946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Old books found on outings with my true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MacjsF7yszA/TYZAbn7EwGI/AAAAAAAABKo/G45X02JKrkU/s1600/bd%2B%2526%2Bvalentine%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MacjsF7yszA/TYZAbn7EwGI/AAAAAAAABKo/G45X02JKrkU/s320/bd%2B%2526%2Bvalentine%2B010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586223231117082722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carriage House Samplings &lt;strong&gt;"Hearts &amp;amp; Flowers"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w6jZbs-C1LQ/TYZAVrpNp8I/AAAAAAAABKg/qTtD3kpwc5U/s1600/bd%2B%2526%2Bvalentine%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w6jZbs-C1LQ/TYZAVrpNp8I/AAAAAAAABKg/qTtD3kpwc5U/s320/bd%2B%2526%2Bvalentine%2B009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586223129036695490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He "loves" golf and I the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_eXXQL7W9jg/TYZAN8HOmzI/AAAAAAAABKY/YiLBmMyvnvI/s1600/2-12%2Bgolf%2Band%2Bsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_eXXQL7W9jg/TYZAN8HOmzI/AAAAAAAABKY/YiLBmMyvnvI/s320/2-12%2Bgolf%2Band%2Bsnow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586222996018600754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well maybe sunrise on the beach is right up there with snow. Okay, let's be honest, since I will celebrate Valentine's on the beach, perhaps it is above snow. That decision will be made upon my return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pd2D4wmN3Y4/TYZAKnmRhxI/AAAAAAAABKQ/qV5SrpxB3UE/s1600/2-12%2Bsunrise%2Bbeac.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pd2D4wmN3Y4/TYZAKnmRhxI/AAAAAAAABKQ/qV5SrpxB3UE/s320/2-12%2Bsunrise%2Bbeac.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586222938972063506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your definition of Love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-6011364104947512113?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6011364104947512113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=6011364104947512113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6011364104947512113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/6011364104947512113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-love.html' title='What is love?'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqxQqwBbKXU/TYZAo13jXmI/AAAAAAAABK4/4X1W3siUmf8/s72-c/bd%2B%2526%2Bvalentine%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-5737582152180975086</id><published>2010-02-07T10:58:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T11:29:37.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays...</title><content type='html'>Come and go and at some point, they become only a number. I have celebrated more birthdays than seem possible. Those that know me know my love of samplers. How fortunate I am to receive not only their gift of friendship but their gifts of stitching.  It's difficult to choose which ones to share, each one is beautiful...perhaps I will add more another day.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S27xrQ-B5mI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jIMFRgi4H5A/s1600-h/bd+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435547525874574946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S27xrQ-B5mI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jIMFRgi4H5A/s320/bd+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Remembrance" sampler by Margaret Kohl. &lt;/strong&gt;This was my very first "sampler gift".  Not only was it a sampler, the antique frame was part of the gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S27xlfGn40I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8g9MrrRTbf8/s1600-h/bd+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435547426589500226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S27xlfGn40I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8g9MrrRTbf8/s320/bd+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Chole Lincoln Sampler" by Sheepish Antiques.&lt;/strong&gt; I personally framed this piece for my friend, only to have it presented to me as a birthday present later.  Another wonderful frame included!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S27xeaZ0EcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-Jk6J3TBa5A/s1600-h/bd+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435547305068728770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S27xeaZ0EcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-Jk6J3TBa5A/s320/bd+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Happy Birthday" by Blackbird Designs. &lt;/strong&gt;I was in absolute shock to think my "jewel" of a friend would stitch such a wonderful piece after knowing me for a very short time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S27xX8kCbLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/MmZC-7z2TKw/s1600-h/bd+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435547193979333810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S27xX8kCbLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/MmZC-7z2TKw/s320/bd+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Thank you dear friends for bringing joy and happiness to my birthdays and life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-5737582152180975086?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5737582152180975086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=5737582152180975086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5737582152180975086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/5737582152180975086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S27xrQ-B5mI/AAAAAAAAAWY/jIMFRgi4H5A/s72-c/bd+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-8085114296805290137</id><published>2010-02-01T05:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:13:08.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some dream of angels...</title><content type='html'>We held one in our arms. Kaleb was just a whisper, however his birth affected our lives forever. What would it be like to have a grandson play with two beautiful granddaughters? Would our daughter still be living close by? So many unanswered questions...yet after the past years, thoughts of "what if" still cross our minds. We are blessed and our lives are filled with happiness yet some days we share a tear for what could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S2bCjThLx_I/AAAAAAAAAV4/L4nYzVo2kKw/s1600-h/angel+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433243912259749874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S2bCjThLx_I/AAAAAAAAAV4/L4nYzVo2kKw/s320/angel+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hold your babies close today and say a prayer for those who can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S2bCbNdMfpI/AAAAAAAAAVw/GyVx-BYbDyw/s1600-h/2816760336_20c8073806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433243773193453202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S2bCbNdMfpI/AAAAAAAAAVw/GyVx-BYbDyw/s320/2816760336_20c8073806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In heaven there's a special place for every girl and boy to live with God forever and share His love and joy."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-8085114296805290137?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8085114296805290137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=8085114296805290137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/8085114296805290137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/8085114296805290137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-dream-of-angels.html' title='Some dream of angels...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S2bCjThLx_I/AAAAAAAAAV4/L4nYzVo2kKw/s72-c/angel+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-7938900439629269889</id><published>2010-01-24T11:13:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:38:50.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More tools...</title><content type='html'>As I continue to fill part of the days stitching, I'm finding all sorts of "necessities" required to be considered a true needle artisan. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yBSb40f0I/AAAAAAAAAVo/zrOmivdI4ko/s1600-h/HS+graph+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430357404425682754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yBSb40f0I/AAAAAAAAAVo/zrOmivdI4ko/s320/HS+graph+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't normally use a hoop, however find it useful when stitching one over one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yBMXE2piI/AAAAAAAAAVg/VvnvmFvjulQ/s1600-h/HS+graph+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430357300054763042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yBMXE2piI/AAAAAAAAAVg/VvnvmFvjulQ/s320/HS+graph+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An old needle case found at an estate sale is a fond reminder of a day spent with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yA9_qSC9I/AAAAAAAAAVY/pe0xLQJ4nBc/s1600-h/HS+graph+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430357053251128274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yA9_qSC9I/AAAAAAAAAVY/pe0xLQJ4nBc/s320/HS+graph+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This wool piece was made to keep on hand an extra pair of scissors...or two. How many scissors does one person need?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yA3W5fEAI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/K_GRxavgflw/s1600-h/HS+graph+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430356939229827074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yA3W5fEAI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/K_GRxavgflw/s320/HS+graph+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An old &lt;strong&gt;bamboo&lt;/strong&gt; chop stick, difficult to find today, is useful when stuffing any small project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yAwI2SBxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ZwmFccbu6HQ/s1600-h/HS+graph+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430356815199209234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yAwI2SBxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ZwmFccbu6HQ/s320/HS+graph+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And one cannot have too many pin cushions! Notice the "ring" on the linen?  Remember to remove hoops when not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stitching&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can there be too many "necessities"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-7938900439629269889?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7938900439629269889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=7938900439629269889&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7938900439629269889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/7938900439629269889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-tools.html' title='More tools...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1yBSb40f0I/AAAAAAAAAVo/zrOmivdI4ko/s72-c/HS+graph+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-750821029880535684</id><published>2010-01-17T16:01:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:12:27.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tools of the trade...</title><content type='html'>As the love of stitching returns, the "tools" are being used again. Who would think that such pleasure could be obtained from these lovely instruments? Occasionally, one should pick up these tools...along with needle and thread...to appreciate the beauty they behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1OLHtHu6YI/AAAAAAAAAVA/uKz79Y_xCKA/s1600-h/HS+graph+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427834940398954882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1OLHtHu6YI/AAAAAAAAAVA/uKz79Y_xCKA/s320/HS+graph+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1OLBD-7aDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wASj0GvZAuc/s1600-h/HS+graph+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427834826276956210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1OLBD-7aDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wASj0GvZAuc/s320/HS+graph+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1OK6H-CDtI/AAAAAAAAAUw/0QGIpMr1wAE/s1600-h/HS+graph+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427834707087855314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1OK6H-CDtI/AAAAAAAAAUw/0QGIpMr1wAE/s320/HS+graph+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1OKs96x4NI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LrB8-_HPWc0/s1600-h/HS+graph+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427834481051558098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1OKs96x4NI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LrB8-_HPWc0/s320/HS+graph+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What "tools" give you joy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-750821029880535684?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/750821029880535684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=750821029880535684&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/750821029880535684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/750821029880535684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/01/tools-of-trade.html' title='Tools of the trade...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/S1OLHtHu6YI/AAAAAAAAAVA/uKz79Y_xCKA/s72-c/HS+graph+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686802198497889009.post-4988038851163781295</id><published>2010-01-11T18:34:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:19:04.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I actually started and finished a small sampler this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While browsing through blogs one day, I found this lovely design by &lt;em&gt;Beth Twist of Heartstring Primitives.&lt;/em&gt; Not only did she provide the design with suggested colors, she gave it to us. Yes, free..no charge. Have you noticed how many designers are doing that these days? I know, many have done so in the past, but with these busy times, it's nice they still do so.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S2d7g-mDjFE/TYAPwgQIjiI/AAAAAAAABAo/0KX6O1Xh5MU/s1600/1-11brave%2Bnew%2Bworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S2d7g-mDjFE/TYAPwgQIjiI/AAAAAAAABAo/0KX6O1Xh5MU/s320/1-11brave%2Bnew%2Bworld.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584480863905156642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually started "A Brave New Year" on New Year's day with a dear friend...thanks "soul sister". Great tradition don't you think? And I counted the last stitch yesterday, the 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose 32ct R&amp;amp;R Golden Walnut linen and used DMC 644, 939, 3011, 3045, 3371 and 3857. While rummaging through my stash of frames, I found this frame purchased at a tag sale for 25 cents! Can you believe it? Although not a perfect fit, I'm pleased with the way the color on the frame looks with DMC 939. I chose the words "trust" and "peace" as I believe it takes trust to believe there will be peace in our hearts...thus the heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you to all of you who design such wonderful work!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3686802198497889009-4988038851163781295?l=countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4988038851163781295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3686802198497889009&amp;postID=4988038851163781295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4988038851163781295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3686802198497889009/posts/default/4988038851163781295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countingbitsofjoy.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-did-it.html' title='I did it...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17488110701049680371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v79My937TZ8/SxnknF6MgSI/AAAAAAAAANY/2uavPeZRiQc/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S2d7g-mDjFE/TYAPwgQIjiI/AAAAAAAABAo/0KX6O1Xh5MU/s72-c/1-11brave%2Bnew%2Bworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
