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I was reading over on  Jane's blog   www.teenytinypieces.com her view  on " G rateful Awareness" in     '5 Simple Ways to Experience the Gift of Consciousness this Season" . I was touched by this post .... . " Spend quiet time at home each day  to create a Gratitude Calendar,  with a space  to share  blessings each day of the month".  "heightened awareness of our blessings  is perhaps the best gift of all" . I thought it would be lovely to  create my own online Advent Calendar of Gratitude in celebration of .   my  100th Post !!!   . starting tomorrow Wednesday, 1st December   I'll be posting my gratitude Pictures and Words through to  Saturday, 25th December 2010 I'm so hoping you'll join me,  blog hopping  for a  'Plethora of Seasonal Gratitude'  . I will be linking with Thursday   Meri's Musings -Share the Joy Thursday Friday   Haiku my Heart Poetry - recuerda mi corazon . (please join

I HAVE HAD THE MOST SUPA DOOPA WEEKEND!  IT SNOWED THIS  SATURDAY  I'VE BEEN IN PHOTOGRAPHY  HEAVEN MY WINDOW VIEW SURPRISE SUNRISE GREETING BETWEEN PAINTING MY BATHROOM I SHOT 1000 SHOTS I WAS IN PIC PARADISE! BEING A PROLIFIC PIC POPPER SHOOTING FROM THE HIP !!!!! MY LOVE BECKONING "WHAT ABOUT THE BATHROOM" I SAID "NO RUSH MY DARLING THE PIPES ARE FROZEN WE WON'T BE ABLE TO SHOWER ANYWAY" !!!

old stones still have life  forever calling me home   window of escape visit recuerda mi corazon for more haiku poetry

he wooed me with flowers and words ....   he took me to places ..... and tempted me with a jewelled cluster I was in heaven,   and in love with the fantastic Mr Frost! What will Mr Fox say?

On this New Moon Jamie invited us to consider what feeling we wanted to invite in:- serenity, joy, inspiration, a spirit of play, adventure, sense of accomplishment or wonder? After assembling the dream board she asks "What emotional energy infuses your dreamboard?". To be honest I didn't want to spend ages with my dreamboard today, I just wasn't in the zone, but I was up for lazily thumbing through glossy mags, they always give me a buzz, being a photographer with a love of graphics I can just get lost in those images. So I just tore out a few and decided to loosely lay them over some foil to see what effect they would give, didn't want to get my hands sticky today! . I was very happy with the outcome and in answer to Jamie's question I'm full of 'wonderment' at how creative you can be by just tearing, cutting and laying.    I suppose all those things Jamie mentioned:  serenity, joy, inspiration, a spirit of pl

There have been several creatures in my life, none more memorable than this one. I chose the fluffiest, sweetest little thing of the litter, I have a passion for long haired things, (my love had long hair when we first met!) so off we went taking our little bundle of beauty home.  Not an ounce of trouble was our little Dorothy, named after the Wizard of Oz's very own, she fitted in so snuggly, especially under the kick-board of the kitchen units, where I trod on her accidentally the first morning of her life with us, to this day I still feel sad about that! The day came when we took her for the opp, as much as we loved her we didn't want to multiply!  The operation was successful the vet informed us, but for one thing?   She wasn't a she she was a he!!! How could I get it so wrong she was so sweetly  feminine and beautiful? "Never mind we will call him Dotty", I said,  and so we did, for a day! In all of his 18 years with us he re

Baby bud frozen,  late fall did dare to open, still born of chill morn.  For beautiful poetry visit  Recuerda mi Corazon    

Having wandered around the woods for a while  we came upon this fantastic specimen 'Chinese Red Birch' see the beautiful bark ... take a closer peek who'd a thought nature could paint so brilliantly?

   

  rose out of focus swallow flown far far away ah, season's sojourn recuerda mi corazon a beautiful place to visit

For Kat's group view of  'frame within a frame' over at     Kateyeview  Have you got a shot to share?

My cottage has eleven windows, thirteen if you include the two blind ones on the front. They were to be kept original as our listed property is situated on the The National Trust's Hardwick estate, (see here) the cottage is said to be the original cobbler's workshop to Hardwick Hall.  We resurrected the building from three derelict walls and a date stone marked 1674.  For those of you who are interested I will post pics later, this is a tale in itself .... When viewing the layout of the building one of the main considerations was that each room would have a good view of the countryside fields, woods, and volumes of sky.  Not one window would have any unsightly object to view, but this, the room I'm typing in, the office/art studio/put-u-up room.   Was I going to let this unsightly post put me off!   .... time went by, I began to notice from a distance there was something seemly about this post  perhaps even a little attractive .... calling for a closer view:  Ah! Art

Concepts of Beauty .... it's the way you see it ....  Monday morning .... blurry vision .... rain again .... window 'pain' poetry ....  leaves - 'still clinging' ....  yesterday's left laundry! 

sweet child remember on the 5th of November be-dazzled by light These pics are a few years old now, but I love to reminisce at this time of year.  I have such lovely memories of those moments with my camera capturing the wonderment of the child, it transports me back to my own childhood and the thrill of it all.  It started a few weeks before, begging my dad to gather old wood and rubbish in the garden so we could have a 'bonfire'.  If dad was a little slow on the up-take and didn't get round to it I knew I could always count on  Mrs Fowler, a lovely lady who lived just below with her six children, she always made all the kids welcome.  I also knew she would have a tray of homemade bonfire toffee and that she would throw a spud or two into the fire for us to eat after the rapturous event. The weeks leading up to 'the night' were very exciting, our local paper shop displayed the fascinating little packages of promised thrills in the window. On the way home from sc