Extreme Haul At Rust And Roses

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHWOxQhA5JmzkLWOmw3XWczZTDyI7T_eSaqthF86jXMQsSX03BuBkJzhTco1z6fWgj3CJcGLAgNzaM7sSnp9KNEbrh5BFflOA-TgBcKqll6nNB1GDqmLWSsA8813nn7SxRnu2lZL-xqCs/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHWOxQhA5JmzkLWOmw3XWczZTDyI7T_eSaqthF86jXMQsSX03BuBkJzhTco1z6fWgj3CJcGLAgNzaM7sSnp9KNEbrh5BFflOA-TgBcKqll6nNB1GDqmLWSsA8813nn7SxRnu2lZL-xqCs/s1600/036.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Our Shopping Spree at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Rust-and-Roses-Phoenix/224451874270241"><strong><span style="color: #a64d79;">RUST AND ROSES</span></strong></a> during Girl's Day Out was an Extreme Haul... yea, though I had exercised Extreme Restraint everywhere else, I Confess that I totally Caved when at my Friend Shelly's Shop and was doomed from the moment I entered.   There was just too much that I had to have!!!  *Winks*   First I had my usual Visitation with The Goose... amid Fresh Spring Florals...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiIW4gvxvyBQG4bul6XJ_6nDdrPo3JzfQMMMLgRafEf3r42GLgfL7GlhO2DfKOx2zP-jXr05u6ZEzH69VCtWXkZEXrQG_NuAHg4wIAlpybuOpsW8cfwe_S6mXsGd-8yDE0z8hwznYFmdA/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiIW4gvxvyBQG4bul6XJ_6nDdrPo3JzfQMMMLgRafEf3r42GLgfL7GlhO2DfKOx2zP-jXr05u6ZEzH69VCtWXkZEXrQG_NuAHg4wIAlpybuOpsW8cfwe_S6mXsGd-8yDE0z8hwznYFmdA/s1600/032.JPG" width="594" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And then my demise began... as I ran into my Friend Pauline, aka: Ranch Barbi, re-stocking and foofing her Booth.  So we had to Negotiate Gypsy Style for this Awesome Vintage Suitcase from Hong Kong and the Baby Gator Head that she'd just brought in and hadn't even had a chance to price yet before I pounced on it all!!!  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvCbqjT8Hnlw91A_xf3zDLCkQD0YPr3_8y6BTFjqAs2ow_SFedKil8jxVAQOCBnKl6nzB6dEV4RBpUAihwIAvqncokCWvoRtUbJvP4cQPF_7mvYNoE3qBrJdY-WjAHYcsJR8DSTEZmSgc/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvCbqjT8Hnlw91A_xf3zDLCkQD0YPr3_8y6BTFjqAs2ow_SFedKil8jxVAQOCBnKl6nzB6dEV4RBpUAihwIAvqncokCWvoRtUbJvP4cQPF_7mvYNoE3qBrJdY-WjAHYcsJR8DSTEZmSgc/s1600/037.JPG" width="602" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So Princess T and I look like we'd just gotten off a slow boat from China rather than an Epic Shopping Spree in the Arizona Desert!!!  *Smiles*  Love the Graphics on the front and the Herringbone Pattern on the Suitcase... this Beautifully battered one has seen many Miles already and Oh the Stories I'm sure it could tell!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirSNCn0QqJplSKocY9HjKRvMqn939e65jA2fVlNscv3YqARdO3mnEnwxZqajGeXStObIELpxBMiVHe2BkXkQQlGtUkZhLEUibP2a1ugA8fFyZ7EESLs6lguUILTcxNtGvZIo5TZyYgTRg/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirSNCn0QqJplSKocY9HjKRvMqn939e65jA2fVlNscv3YqARdO3mnEnwxZqajGeXStObIELpxBMiVHe2BkXkQQlGtUkZhLEUibP2a1ugA8fFyZ7EESLs6lguUILTcxNtGvZIo5TZyYgTRg/s1600/033.JPG" width="564" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And of coarse Bohemian Valhalla can always use another Gator Head for our Vignettes!   Can't Everyone??!?!??! *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUDQ_tO01qKeMjkVJ4wH91hdr7TjVDwqFQpDPCON05LG2yqSjqkOoWXKrYQfeBRDKbBi3QtPQcz39q0ddfDNZb0AFiodH4vtsOM1C5tMuoKlU5zjNFfknIdzpNZPPldUNw1JC9H6s6ITM/s1600/119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="548" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUDQ_tO01qKeMjkVJ4wH91hdr7TjVDwqFQpDPCON05LG2yqSjqkOoWXKrYQfeBRDKbBi3QtPQcz39q0ddfDNZb0AFiodH4vtsOM1C5tMuoKlU5zjNFfknIdzpNZPPldUNw1JC9H6s6ITM/s1600/119.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>With all the Swamp Critters and Furs scattered around our Home I'm sure most Visitors can't quite figure out if Swamp People or Vikings live here?!?!  *Winks*  The New Gator Gal is the one with the Glowing Green Eyes.  *Smiles*  I'm still searching for some more Tiny Tiaras or Santos Crowns for my Piranha and the Gators who aren't Modeling one yet.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLPTMFrvhgraG4fjzbEjmIi6XHEWR7h598J4MDl6ykD3ZnEfHmvo6_16mabKMLWWWYREgFSgRG2351jQDUvHOyiStOMnIJHQgUdENncKdRc-7Y59toL6PSp6giRsJ4zOOywfGXjGwpGc/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLPTMFrvhgraG4fjzbEjmIi6XHEWR7h598J4MDl6ykD3ZnEfHmvo6_16mabKMLWWWYREgFSgRG2351jQDUvHOyiStOMnIJHQgUdENncKdRc-7Y59toL6PSp6giRsJ4zOOywfGXjGwpGc/s1600/026.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Each time I Visit I'm reminded yet again of all of the UNMADE Cotton Wreaths I've still got waiting on me at Home!!!   *LOL*   All the Supplies... Grapevine Wreaths of all sizes, Bales of Raw Cotton, Bird's Nests and Burlap Ribbons are still languishing waiting for me to have a Creative Moment and an ounce of Ambition!  *Le Sigh*  My Deadline is Spring... we'll see... *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1cWgxAiM8QSJ0XIsseEjgmVHr5KyRcMA-pMg6DAJRF3y22Mfsr7v9HGMJmLSLn_pm1xXxtXU1bBpamRMjJQHJM4dPYxo6y5YlXnlDCgDsZyVMAT2gjqatt0zBlQ2fZUjVjqwmHNtGoZ4/s1600/124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="534" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1cWgxAiM8QSJ0XIsseEjgmVHr5KyRcMA-pMg6DAJRF3y22Mfsr7v9HGMJmLSLn_pm1xXxtXU1bBpamRMjJQHJM4dPYxo6y5YlXnlDCgDsZyVMAT2gjqatt0zBlQ2fZUjVjqwmHNtGoZ4/s1600/124.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And these two Beautiful Spelter Gals came Home with us... aren't they Divinely Boheme'!?!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjg5P-R1LpSyGIzjd5Kd6ZF_qg2LkEQqw0omOMq7BmyGjSvWmtHMgyX2Ky5PfXqxzONXWrt-cDkQ9ndClInTp87btHdXCxQSe7XjhM5-6Xwl8LqT6RbGvoXVrokk41wShXP8OHrMAKisc/s1600/125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="628" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjg5P-R1LpSyGIzjd5Kd6ZF_qg2LkEQqw0omOMq7BmyGjSvWmtHMgyX2Ky5PfXqxzONXWrt-cDkQ9ndClInTp87btHdXCxQSe7XjhM5-6Xwl8LqT6RbGvoXVrokk41wShXP8OHrMAKisc/s1600/125.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And the Price was such an Amazing Deal that I couldn't leave them behind... I J'Adore Metal Statuaries, especially in this Style.   And whether Pot Metal, Spelter or Bronze, when I can snag any at a Bargain, they're definitely coming Home with me!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaSt1ryRAgEe-xkq75k0S3p2p-TZCczV21Ku_IU5Q-tHCJOZCiujD3JbTnrpMHjq2-cXoJPWV1JwYnVDweYL2g7RLW-el_DqtARf0flc9h9JRql4lNJeKHv9xiZQfT1J1LLocaXSTU6xg/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaSt1ryRAgEe-xkq75k0S3p2p-TZCczV21Ku_IU5Q-tHCJOZCiujD3JbTnrpMHjq2-cXoJPWV1JwYnVDweYL2g7RLW-el_DqtARf0flc9h9JRql4lNJeKHv9xiZQfT1J1LLocaXSTU6xg/s1600/034.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But it's not as if I didn't exercise SOME Restraint on my Spree... Pauline had just brought in this Old Door in my Favorite Hue of Seafoam Green!  *Swooning*  You know how I am about Old Doors... *Winks*...  Thankfully I haven't discovered a way to transport any in the Jeep yet, especially if I've got Kiddos in tow... so this one had to stay behind.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaKQSxj7CYpT9lSlWxvpCvIEocDORj2rYSp1mUDwWhtCpG286hAJd7F-eUfJPYsLTLQWXHVy3f2lI7DbxYM-vui3Wd97qBYjtruQgOYStHTQeZm-4ubvZJ_gOgyvEFGFLoB3uCOXYXkMg/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaKQSxj7CYpT9lSlWxvpCvIEocDORj2rYSp1mUDwWhtCpG286hAJd7F-eUfJPYsLTLQWXHVy3f2lI7DbxYM-vui3Wd97qBYjtruQgOYStHTQeZm-4ubvZJ_gOgyvEFGFLoB3uCOXYXkMg/s1600/035.JPG" width="622" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>It's times like this though that I'm really missing my Truck!  *Sob*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeMQplhXzdADnw25mk8A-cjJLOQPmiQjIAfOWq0uOFLOwmQgx8vGvwm7mTLYm7qxP_Wz8j4-ACyVduJIbhqX2wPJJ-8CdJC4k-mxGEKi8Gi3g-r5oXPbdoWhxhOxjS6IKaTExvRSo-1TU/s1600/136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeMQplhXzdADnw25mk8A-cjJLOQPmiQjIAfOWq0uOFLOwmQgx8vGvwm7mTLYm7qxP_Wz8j4-ACyVduJIbhqX2wPJJ-8CdJC4k-mxGEKi8Gi3g-r5oXPbdoWhxhOxjS6IKaTExvRSo-1TU/s1600/136.JPG" width="562" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And the Architectural Salvage abounded... I was also Lusting after this pair of Old Windows with the Perfectly Aged Patina of Chippy, Crackled Alligatored Paint and Wood showing through!  There is absolutely no Faux Finish that can compare to the Real Deal that only Time and Weather can Impart!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicqCdrbgXTK0DHiedaIK1zHGTvrmMmp7W874VWQfRgrtA8vkG6SJINlVsOoRij9L4aDuwBqsLN-vdKP6ZUMN0f9YLHrwtFs1ndiGkud4ifSVyxny_n4Uot7dFF0oldHM0UTVQmIxpLcfQ/s1600/122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="524" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicqCdrbgXTK0DHiedaIK1zHGTvrmMmp7W874VWQfRgrtA8vkG6SJINlVsOoRij9L4aDuwBqsLN-vdKP6ZUMN0f9YLHrwtFs1ndiGkud4ifSVyxny_n4Uot7dFF0oldHM0UTVQmIxpLcfQ/s1600/122.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And there's a great Cache of Old Show Ribbons and Trophies.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2XdZJwPZheRMCHOPgKlRpJiHBqM2_YNWla7lA5JFlCPVH-KU3GREFJa_YvlBMfEijpKBmpSkUrhsh6Ft15qDB1ae2a4eoKn2Czx_S_5a8yJU-uFw8NKq8H7nDxh6g7G32pfsr2XmYR04/s1600/123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2XdZJwPZheRMCHOPgKlRpJiHBqM2_YNWla7lA5JFlCPVH-KU3GREFJa_YvlBMfEijpKBmpSkUrhsh6Ft15qDB1ae2a4eoKn2Czx_S_5a8yJU-uFw8NKq8H7nDxh6g7G32pfsr2XmYR04/s1600/123.JPG" width="594" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But what I couldn't Resist were some of these pairs of Old Rusty Metal and Crystal Claw Feet... I picked up two pair that I shall re-purpose into Upcycled Bud Vases for single Blooms by tucking some Mad Laboratorie Viles into them to hold Water for a Single Rose or tiny Bouquet of Wildflowers.  The pair in the foreground and the pair on the far Left are now mine! </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_s97x1QWXsFGp9U-xyxsUYg2JuiQzJOrfM_xK3TAjXkjHeVnKAUf3RUYqDvfQAdmyniQS2TNhzLRO-ObCY0yemxjpYmzNbVvHZlhCSJdkla2nzXpFOs-Q9BTQrXaBc1LmEVEyAdh7bHE/s1600/126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_s97x1QWXsFGp9U-xyxsUYg2JuiQzJOrfM_xK3TAjXkjHeVnKAUf3RUYqDvfQAdmyniQS2TNhzLRO-ObCY0yemxjpYmzNbVvHZlhCSJdkla2nzXpFOs-Q9BTQrXaBc1LmEVEyAdh7bHE/s1600/126.JPG" width="580" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>If you're in Need of some Great Boheme' Ambiant Lighting, there were a bounty of Crystal Chandies, many with Beautiful Colored Crystals.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy2bIJyms41Bm75eJlb1SK2gHa-J8TfiR8XH85drOuCvZCYWqhq0CHfyqj57zMnZ73mxIWbZwI1c_h7WT_RljySuL42KtjGfSAjihmsW1nue90Jwhpf42vWyadcFccGCpLSUY1b__55CU/s1600/133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="570" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy2bIJyms41Bm75eJlb1SK2gHa-J8TfiR8XH85drOuCvZCYWqhq0CHfyqj57zMnZ73mxIWbZwI1c_h7WT_RljySuL42KtjGfSAjihmsW1nue90Jwhpf42vWyadcFccGCpLSUY1b__55CU/s1600/133.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And pyramids of Vintage Suitcases... and a wide Variety of Stained Glass Salvaged Windows... you can never have too many of either IMO... I have a virtual Hoard at Bohemian Valhalla!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3QZqxTArYrSsJ2p64wdbwAevCcwOqXEpHG-BtDv55v3eQ9s3nsykR4PmAxdcybUn0oev94kdUNV9jsa8XV84JUTCNDuSY-Oa2GZD9dgwF-NzNo-QxFFYf1o18KgZPYoZxuZOnD1nWmw8/s1600/138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3QZqxTArYrSsJ2p64wdbwAevCcwOqXEpHG-BtDv55v3eQ9s3nsykR4PmAxdcybUn0oev94kdUNV9jsa8XV84JUTCNDuSY-Oa2GZD9dgwF-NzNo-QxFFYf1o18KgZPYoZxuZOnD1nWmw8/s1600/138.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>In fact, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Rust-and-Roses-Phoenix/224451874270241"><strong><span style="color: #38761d;">RUST AND ROSES</span></strong></a> is Well Known for it's array of Architectural Salvage.  Shelly Sources from all over the Country and Abroad for Superb Architectural Salvage.   I can only begin to Imagine what the Buildings looked like that most of these originally came from?!?</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiizscjg69WbXNXEKE7K8Cu0ehB1iawzhBD2CXzEGUv5uYTFnrZ8EXoN97skJ2AAAxen2WfJoSCNiH64si6DJ68SfZRZTmoQP35n6trKQhocotykL2olGhK_oYUjM9j32TWNowvGh4MvO8/s1600/134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiizscjg69WbXNXEKE7K8Cu0ehB1iawzhBD2CXzEGUv5uYTFnrZ8EXoN97skJ2AAAxen2WfJoSCNiH64si6DJ68SfZRZTmoQP35n6trKQhocotykL2olGhK_oYUjM9j32TWNowvGh4MvO8/s1600/134.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And I have this 'Thing' for Old Deconstructed Chairs... as either Interior Decor or Garden Art.  This one has Great Bones... Literally!   *Sorry, couldn't Resist the Pun!*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfJaARCh82kZD9Zeeyhk7f29MlVWRlYesWaIdQm3pdj-Rk54igmE49JMO4lFFN923995sdv8ycRtW-iMECNnMHGPZstqOyDC72h2VmqhM9v2hGsv1HcZAqj94mYN9oGALtLfSbS6gXsWs/s1600/142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfJaARCh82kZD9Zeeyhk7f29MlVWRlYesWaIdQm3pdj-Rk54igmE49JMO4lFFN923995sdv8ycRtW-iMECNnMHGPZstqOyDC72h2VmqhM9v2hGsv1HcZAqj94mYN9oGALtLfSbS6gXsWs/s1600/142.JPG" width="572" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And there is a wealth of OOAK Bohemian Bling...  Adored this Spiritual Inspired Necklace.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiax-U7P72yJBvaC5tcuo6tV7L95rAaZinGgq8ThhflUnidv7znx7HQ1ASTssSLOd7TbudzEG_tJ9UqLpCjozZkDfABpUPOk3eZ0GSDoinkXFZVuoA73-WISRAL3XqxXHAX-mC5FWCjLvk/s1600/132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiax-U7P72yJBvaC5tcuo6tV7L95rAaZinGgq8ThhflUnidv7znx7HQ1ASTssSLOd7TbudzEG_tJ9UqLpCjozZkDfABpUPOk3eZ0GSDoinkXFZVuoA73-WISRAL3XqxXHAX-mC5FWCjLvk/s1600/132.JPG" width="520" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And if you need Pops of Bold Color... there were plenty of Vintage Pieces in stand-out Hues as well as the Organic, Sepia and Colorless Tones.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsqUUP7ovoPWIC13QwxO_52CWAxpCE5r8Fzdbeqtm8eK-HN1T__hMy-oSKGTK3P9eKmkCF7yrYmDNwXUigkD6oExXuM_L-MHTCyiOO2-Bl4FFRgTMnWRhyphenhyphenWFG6RRxhcqN5H87maziFspM/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsqUUP7ovoPWIC13QwxO_52CWAxpCE5r8Fzdbeqtm8eK-HN1T__hMy-oSKGTK3P9eKmkCF7yrYmDNwXUigkD6oExXuM_L-MHTCyiOO2-Bl4FFRgTMnWRhyphenhyphenWFG6RRxhcqN5H87maziFspM/s1600/020.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Princess T always gives me 'This Look' when she thinks Gramma has been Chinwagging too long with my Friends and Socializing rather than Focused on Thrill Of The Hunt and our Mission Statement!!!  *Bwahahaha!!!*   It's usually followed with a long, drawn out "Grammmmmaaaaaaa..." if The Look isn't enough to get me back on track!  *Smiles*  You can't blame her... it's not as if I only ever run into one or two Friends while we're out and about... and I do Love to Talk!!!  *Not that I needed to tell you that, Right?  LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHmtqjmaCYe1oqavN4kCgXvZupTfcvbTBeGlsGEL5rGQ_fz_aAvLkKv6hBWnrtCrdpS0dDCw0suC0O6ZlPMvfd7pf3hDShR7OUeUryQ5uLaTWV4sBZFnFYV4dw0jH2WsAFHgTU8NFvCPE/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHmtqjmaCYe1oqavN4kCgXvZupTfcvbTBeGlsGEL5rGQ_fz_aAvLkKv6hBWnrtCrdpS0dDCw0suC0O6ZlPMvfd7pf3hDShR7OUeUryQ5uLaTWV4sBZFnFYV4dw0jH2WsAFHgTU8NFvCPE/s1600/025.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And if you need to weigh your Raw Cotton that you've gleened from the outside parameters surrounding Harvested Fields...  just sayin'...  I cannot bear to see any Raw Cotton going to Waste and has drifted outside of the Fields to grow and NOT be Harvested!!!   So yes, you can often see me hopping outside of my vehicle on the soft shoulder and Rescuing Orphaned Cotton Plants that Seeded onto easements or far from the Cotton Fields that belong to someone.  I'm always amazed at how resilient the Orphaned Plants were in spite of not being Cared for or Irrigated like the Field Cotton!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtwZZexaobMy-Hf-BNF8GcMn0HohSnam0OF2-JADAQF-CtP-6kSizx7IKfnb8ItW9f0HuWAeDhfrQlz1_RT2OwjDk3isL2OJeGjtcBZeNoPxeVqrpld1UNhV-DiTSs1vPoKfXJEE_tL8c/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="502" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtwZZexaobMy-Hf-BNF8GcMn0HohSnam0OF2-JADAQF-CtP-6kSizx7IKfnb8ItW9f0HuWAeDhfrQlz1_RT2OwjDk3isL2OJeGjtcBZeNoPxeVqrpld1UNhV-DiTSs1vPoKfXJEE_tL8c/s1600/019.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And speaking of Agriculture... how about a Collection of Agricultural Labels.  So Bright and with the Cutest Graphics.   If you have any plain Rustic Boxes these would Pimp them out Beautifully!  I'm liking the Florita Grapes Label with the Gypsy Dancer.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLhXRjBgNN-LVxqde77DIStr_CN5yVvoDKgWY5s4LTFjQTnPxXgJWHRz_k_wcjr3jnyoZdveHcQjsZkC3YdpZnLbdZDSOHCRoPfIRbf8g8yBlsZht_QQ2iMIjWmFINKMhLmnXAe4C25LU/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLhXRjBgNN-LVxqde77DIStr_CN5yVvoDKgWY5s4LTFjQTnPxXgJWHRz_k_wcjr3jnyoZdveHcQjsZkC3YdpZnLbdZDSOHCRoPfIRbf8g8yBlsZht_QQ2iMIjWmFINKMhLmnXAe4C25LU/s1600/021.JPG" width="522" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And Okay, if you're not inclined to want to Score your Raw Cotton by driving around the backroads and looking for Orphaned Plants that eluded the Harvest... Shelly has bundles of them for Sale at the Shop.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSUwMeu8vQbjXO5CGvhXKo9T2XDJPLA6rnUmvsldpRUauVQnZCgmGWVG9z_7NqS3KfJMWsiZ8QpGtQUDpSRfKCptUfLW5imsrGM8NQDzPkbcsxHHCiHMuF-K0n3LZPupwRVO7TT_lqpQs/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="542" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSUwMeu8vQbjXO5CGvhXKo9T2XDJPLA6rnUmvsldpRUauVQnZCgmGWVG9z_7NqS3KfJMWsiZ8QpGtQUDpSRfKCptUfLW5imsrGM8NQDzPkbcsxHHCiHMuF-K0n3LZPupwRVO7TT_lqpQs/s1600/022.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Dontcha just Love the Graphics on the Old Steamer Trunks?  Some things never Change... Cute Kids!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKR4DzO5GczXSGCVcIdqQR3zCZ-HGFYFzqmsCFSHIys6AVru0-qcIIHMYj5m88DeVyYan4ZjRiRuFdkqVvIb1NczASr2MhY0mI5v1niv3ILuv7kauM8QxQWyjkzhMPmuffzWgv9OWU7sk/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="618" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKR4DzO5GczXSGCVcIdqQR3zCZ-HGFYFzqmsCFSHIys6AVru0-qcIIHMYj5m88DeVyYan4ZjRiRuFdkqVvIb1NczASr2MhY0mI5v1niv3ILuv7kauM8QxQWyjkzhMPmuffzWgv9OWU7sk/s1600/030.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And the Allure of Sparkling Crystals that make the Light Dance...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg68nu3cvTYtOyqu7PIQlr72FpyloWpptdNzvqNuWcp0I7ahf0UwdxY1e4ykJh4oq4curldrK0bJmdNbPnaGeZPBsl-cWvh1RFUGHI8ETYUNbjgEmhC8MzVtOA_bWJ1NAxcQB3C1zATg0g/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="552" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg68nu3cvTYtOyqu7PIQlr72FpyloWpptdNzvqNuWcp0I7ahf0UwdxY1e4ykJh4oq4curldrK0bJmdNbPnaGeZPBsl-cWvh1RFUGHI8ETYUNbjgEmhC8MzVtOA_bWJ1NAxcQB3C1zATg0g/s1600/027.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I do Hope you've Enjoyed coming along this day on our Epic Shopping Spree where I came away with my Extreme Haul?!?  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EeAwEi-MZdxD5wd0NsBRWvl0cc6Mfel04J5_eMfIVIoMj_8-v7oxk6uQGnfypoPBkVDTyBTkaKufIDogQWvPsKoTYB5zP853gLTggum7pA3M3eK6MNgM0s7kRVtxkoqBUaDKaFyrYDs/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EeAwEi-MZdxD5wd0NsBRWvl0cc6Mfel04J5_eMfIVIoMj_8-v7oxk6uQGnfypoPBkVDTyBTkaKufIDogQWvPsKoTYB5zP853gLTggum7pA3M3eK6MNgM0s7kRVtxkoqBUaDKaFyrYDs/s1600/024.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Know that even though I haven't been Present as often here in the Land of Blog... I'm Alive and Well enough to still be spending The Man's Money!  *LOL*   Well... he always knew I was a High Maintenance Type of Gal when it comes to being Bejeweled, Fashion and Feathering Our Nest.  Even if I lived in a Shack the Interior would look like a Bohemian Palace.   *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>  </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgycECO451f1SilRs64D1Zl-gD1DUvJzoqT9oLHC1RH9nJNKSV5vll2RSIu56kZIYoZhyhpqtJLeHDK5vLngFu3uTr9saHFSUnF2xF1f8Zq94HPPfCHe9lMH9kv6WTQP7upGYkXn1c4q8w/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgycECO451f1SilRs64D1Zl-gD1DUvJzoqT9oLHC1RH9nJNKSV5vll2RSIu56kZIYoZhyhpqtJLeHDK5vLngFu3uTr9saHFSUnF2xF1f8Zq94HPPfCHe9lMH9kv6WTQP7upGYkXn1c4q8w/s1600/023.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Well, as you can Clearly see Princess T thinks we've Chinwagged long enough... I'm getting 'That Look' again... *LOL*  So 'til next time...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9e9zZqpuyyg3RmidJLVwo-HMQKYqMkVeF4B9SHwlZ7hgBJoj1cxZYMqQwPFsLKcKselNjjJujnIOffXklFt2kXwHOLdYUEw9pYjcbIOot0zymOQRcidHY5D0ozM9veJ8LuzFRWUEvFTA/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9e9zZqpuyyg3RmidJLVwo-HMQKYqMkVeF4B9SHwlZ7hgBJoj1cxZYMqQwPFsLKcKselNjjJujnIOffXklFt2kXwHOLdYUEw9pYjcbIOot0zymOQRcidHY5D0ozM9veJ8LuzFRWUEvFTA/s1600/031.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... 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Extreme Haul At Rust And Roses

Our Shopping Spree at RUST AND ROSES during Girl's Day Out was an Extreme Haul... yea, though I had exercised Extreme Restraint everywh...

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Raw And Refined ~ Sweet Salvage ~ Part III

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div align="center"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDgSK_s_Lf4ipIlQfERrDDJhNmbMYWQOUP13rAt6MpTY1EnT1jUd2EbOd4m1uNN3Z3u80qXfXprxad0FCEl8AbEidGvx7YFPdBsVJXAg2cxgIcIm6rhQ105FZvhtw7FXQIW2eKXO7V7-s/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDgSK_s_Lf4ipIlQfERrDDJhNmbMYWQOUP13rAt6MpTY1EnT1jUd2EbOd4m1uNN3Z3u80qXfXprxad0FCEl8AbEidGvx7YFPdBsVJXAg2cxgIcIm6rhQ105FZvhtw7FXQIW2eKXO7V7-s/s1600/051.JPG" width="544" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>I apologize for the delays in Blog Postings.  I haven't felt much like Blogging lately and I also needed to upgrade my storage space to handle my Pathological Picture Taking!  *LOL*  On a Personal Level a lot has been transpiring... some of it a Blessing, though with significant Conditions... and some of it a particular Challenge.  So Balancing all of that and staying Centered has been quite the Distraction lately, a Consuming one in fact!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6q0JwQYznEaomBHtS14k516ghC4wjYgB19GD6UzjGd9HiCwq0UJUcxpzL4qUk-w0eDAMBhfwHOmPTsskhr7f3jgcAma_DkszuRt2h0km-RGJxbRa7HlMQN0yQj69a_iy1kFDiuTst8wU/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6q0JwQYznEaomBHtS14k516ghC4wjYgB19GD6UzjGd9HiCwq0UJUcxpzL4qUk-w0eDAMBhfwHOmPTsskhr7f3jgcAma_DkszuRt2h0km-RGJxbRa7HlMQN0yQj69a_iy1kFDiuTst8wU/s1600/044.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /> </div><div align="center"><em>My Girl's Days Out and time to myself, carved out of a demanding and full schedule, has been the Glue that has helped me maintain a Positive outlook and remain in a good Head Space.  But it has also meant that I have fallen behind in doing many of the things I usually Enjoy doing and either haven't had the Time or Energy for, or haven't even Felt like doing really.  Since Blogging is an extension of Artistic Expression for me, I'm either 'On' or 'Off' when it comes to doing it... and lately I've been more 'Off' than 'On'.  </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimxuvLX-YCci3gi-cq9esEL1q4nFvoqeoECN0DgfOEqbw4kl558AY9kkJPnP8IwPMHO2cklrikp2zzK7hDq3ccZAdecP0HwpxboOWJf2WNFDnp_szRa_iN-rqk5h-qmY6qHB6E_c1OKpg/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="532" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimxuvLX-YCci3gi-cq9esEL1q4nFvoqeoECN0DgfOEqbw4kl558AY9kkJPnP8IwPMHO2cklrikp2zzK7hDq3ccZAdecP0HwpxboOWJf2WNFDnp_szRa_iN-rqk5h-qmY6qHB6E_c1OKpg/s1600/055.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /> </div><div align="center"><em>I've still thoroughly been up to my Photography, so I've got loads of Images from which to draw Blog Fodder.  But the Words have been difficult to come because of feeling quite Conflicted about possible Subject Matter... what to Share and what to just leave out of the Land of Blog and intentionally not reveal.   </em></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRPeHyUB8Wh7K67K03tLdI16zOxlRycuv7MoaSNpvsPSr9SdyMHP0WPH-RU765paPKoMqJnK0WeeGZkR0hC3CmeSJdXPT1jDW1sdi_A1oCF8Yo82km5Pfntk2mHod9G9Ha2lLJAsqMf0/s1600/101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRPeHyUB8Wh7K67K03tLdI16zOxlRycuv7MoaSNpvsPSr9SdyMHP0WPH-RU765paPKoMqJnK0WeeGZkR0hC3CmeSJdXPT1jDW1sdi_A1oCF8Yo82km5Pfntk2mHod9G9Ha2lLJAsqMf0/s1600/101.JPG" width="480" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>But in a way that's almost like not taking Calls from Friends, you know, because there's just Topics you don't want to discuss or to even come up because you're still in the midst of the Dealing with it all, and that's enough.</em>  <em>But everyone suspects something is 'Up' because you're not really yourself at the moment either... so it's like the Elephant in the room.  Maneuvering around an Elephant in the room or trying to ignore it can be quite tricky in daily Life.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVHGFetIceqoCSAhqVqKR6E3mSPmgjY_4l8EBMIU0vjHwOR0bUdL0KY7D-3Qg42_pNSbjMHenUFD17eyKfLnk4fftIXku61smLsfVBXiGZf_MuRcYtDEZLQXe25R_uRladT9zq4-Nb_BE/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVHGFetIceqoCSAhqVqKR6E3mSPmgjY_4l8EBMIU0vjHwOR0bUdL0KY7D-3Qg42_pNSbjMHenUFD17eyKfLnk4fftIXku61smLsfVBXiGZf_MuRcYtDEZLQXe25R_uRladT9zq4-Nb_BE/s1600/061.JPG" width="574" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>And though certainly I could Intently Focus Upon just the Fluff of Life and all the Events, Gorgeous Images, Inspiration, Frivolous Pursuits and the like here in the Land of Blog, to the exclusion of any harsh or uncomfortable Realities going on simultaneously, because everyone Enjoys the Fluff, that can seem quite disingenuous to me... and thus, the Conflict within.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4MHQZxCVB-TcmkvizJHY73iYyFNmVLgnIhI5KXLDPgbCMom4PUNSntNOzb48O4zTndHq-89_QGg7bH-PrERJcMc2vGnKUIZLalOBYxy92bRQTWvD0Cs1FYNz3NPtT7IfNLMvDGpb37IY/s1600/113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4MHQZxCVB-TcmkvizJHY73iYyFNmVLgnIhI5KXLDPgbCMom4PUNSntNOzb48O4zTndHq-89_QGg7bH-PrERJcMc2vGnKUIZLalOBYxy92bRQTWvD0Cs1FYNz3NPtT7IfNLMvDGpb37IY/s1600/113.JPG" width="552" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>So it was probably timely that Blogger has been acting up... along with my storage space being full until I upgraded... at a time when I didn't really Feel much like being here anyway.  It was like getting a Pass to just neglect Blogging, even though a lot was going on and certainly enough to fill a multitude of Posts.  Lots of Lovely Images and Fun Stuff... balancing out the Heavy Issues of Life... and I just had to get to the place where I had a Peace about what to Post about... and NOT.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRodtVs0UI8K6bEThdlsvJG9aTMZVumoKH9x2gMNAEGV7w-eQgfLAV-6nDnPNs-nuCgo21OOBj6jJxlqx40DtDohXy1Cex_ZhOYdvr0VqaMVwCEbR0cEa8TO6ijdzf3V1n_lT4TUaKLEk/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRodtVs0UI8K6bEThdlsvJG9aTMZVumoKH9x2gMNAEGV7w-eQgfLAV-6nDnPNs-nuCgo21OOBj6jJxlqx40DtDohXy1Cex_ZhOYdvr0VqaMVwCEbR0cEa8TO6ijdzf3V1n_lT4TUaKLEk/s1600/073.JPG" width="480" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>Even though this is an Online Journal and Life Journey for me... and I try to keep it 100% and Real... there is that Need To Know Factor... and determining what nobody really needs to know... and just keep those things to myself, however Heavy to carry.   I'm still very much on the fence about some Topics... though if we were to be sitting together in person over a glass of Wine, they might be more freely discussed because not every eye would see and every ear would hear.  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlEzcAmeRHo-hwgSy6NKeVA5W5iKZ3_b25utYPEMJEHJchvWPOsLqP7YW1xSwYA3rv1yfATqtFmdHY6GIvvQ6-u8TZDE1cVZZjCELUVSqTyhrxh9BXcPsCF_tWB8geeP_9SwOol9Q37CM/s1600/080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlEzcAmeRHo-hwgSy6NKeVA5W5iKZ3_b25utYPEMJEHJchvWPOsLqP7YW1xSwYA3rv1yfATqtFmdHY6GIvvQ6-u8TZDE1cVZZjCELUVSqTyhrxh9BXcPsCF_tWB8geeP_9SwOol9Q37CM/s1600/080.JPG" width="554" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>  Feedback can be a dicey issue after all here in the Land of Blog... not every discussion, Topic and opinion lines up or is received Ideally.  And when you're 'Going Through' you can be in a raw, sensitive and vulnerable place... and even more easily wounded... so I just haven't wanted to 'Go There' and risk it, so to speak. </em><br /><em></em><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDzcqg7cDMEATfumUN-RoQSM-J2R9EyuR7Tngy2c6eD00yUHiGsrqscLeQEWpov-_wa8-PmAFhaAIYGMotRa9kLo6Zf6ahMpCJEn4wSuXjEvOymoqlHfbydTXlPzio-1Z-jrx4tTgYhAo/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="604" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDzcqg7cDMEATfumUN-RoQSM-J2R9EyuR7Tngy2c6eD00yUHiGsrqscLeQEWpov-_wa8-PmAFhaAIYGMotRa9kLo6Zf6ahMpCJEn4wSuXjEvOymoqlHfbydTXlPzio-1Z-jrx4tTgYhAo/s1600/079.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><em></em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><em> Even with the best of Intentions, Advice on anything or anyone that is deeply Personal and near and Dear to one's Heart is so sensitive a Topic to throw out there in the arena of cyberspace and what reaction it might prompt or how it will be received.  So I am still somewhat Guarded in order to remain Drama Free in my Sweet Happy Place here. *Smiles*  Even though I've got the Greatest Blog Supporters, I never know who else might show up or what could be said that might not be Positive nor Uplifting, or that I can be in Agreement with or amicably Agree to Disagree. *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBeaIoeWMFE0ie5wFXQROKio7aW8TGoE6Du01Wc5ooi3hC6VhWRqbcec8jZsvxLgH5LpjIZ62pOvTNrMf0KTGfgUCwKpSlZxhaG5wkXggGiQ82VFNWMsELr762uJGyORc_mVi-86xioqA/s1600/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="564" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBeaIoeWMFE0ie5wFXQROKio7aW8TGoE6Du01Wc5ooi3hC6VhWRqbcec8jZsvxLgH5LpjIZ62pOvTNrMf0KTGfgUCwKpSlZxhaG5wkXggGiQ82VFNWMsELr762uJGyORc_mVi-86xioqA/s1600/069.JPG" width="640" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>So... for now I've chosen with Intent to Focus more on the Fluff in the fewer Posts that I'll be tackling... and see where it eventually takes me.  I Enjoy the Fluff of Life, I really do... because it can be so Uplifting and Carefree, even when Life comes at you full on and with intense force.   We're having Good Days amidst the Challenging ones... and even some days that are a mixture of both.  I suppose everyone can Relate to that at some level and with Empathy.  Who hasn't had a Bad Day after all!?!   And when raising Children or Caring for those with Infirmity who hasn't had those days bearing Bad News you'd rather not have to hear or Deal with?!?</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqsA2bx2DCJ87SxlOetLBO0KJR0FxR6VX0ni8irBaeSXOKgSyUuj4yCjZFqo2l20t288MgNBpNueuHM3gIUFjKu7Yv0apgckd4fbIuCfSQp_RuutrNQTFzNHWMEDPNQUBza9vVNc8fRA/s1600/110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqsA2bx2DCJ87SxlOetLBO0KJR0FxR6VX0ni8irBaeSXOKgSyUuj4yCjZFqo2l20t288MgNBpNueuHM3gIUFjKu7Yv0apgckd4fbIuCfSQp_RuutrNQTFzNHWMEDPNQUBza9vVNc8fRA/s1600/110.JPG" width="480" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>So the Topic Theme at the Event... Raw And Refined, was rather timely as well for me... because lately our Lives have been an Interesting mixture of both... and blending that which is Raw with that which is Refined or you have to Re-Find is an Art of sorts too.   Whether you're just Decorating and Styling with both... or incorporating those Elements into every aspect of daily Living literally.  Embracing what is Raw and Refining it so that you can Live with it comfortably and use it advantageously takes practice. </em><br /><em></em><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMAL-yeRLZkFa-nbagyWmOyDq-neEaCqOuNdTDIbKBJ4iqNzo26cq0Iz1FyXZn5dEihXsl0L1rHDH9isecOVSyy9GZXgohn9SoDDXblYqw8V6IWqq2UtY4peAeyRTSvk18JDB6o9zNwW4/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMAL-yeRLZkFa-nbagyWmOyDq-neEaCqOuNdTDIbKBJ4iqNzo26cq0Iz1FyXZn5dEihXsl0L1rHDH9isecOVSyy9GZXgohn9SoDDXblYqw8V6IWqq2UtY4peAeyRTSvk18JDB6o9zNwW4/s1600/071.JPG" width="462" /></a></div><em></em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><em>  I like to think that I've Cultivated that Ability over the Years and that I will continue to get better at it... necessity is after all the Mother of Invention.  And we will also continue... however slowly... to bring you along to what Raw and Refined Blending was done at this Month's Event.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em></em> </div><div align="center"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw1dgrhxA4NtfzftBQMQbAJE_KWmwH2hp5834REzdxUupvnv3bQNnExxgcMmDU-6QBxAM-RuYq0X84FND_eL6B3sge3SGHh3PjJGQEc6_fPyhmf1gb29zvSGsnvn5T2lOKfSMWLXJPcbg/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw1dgrhxA4NtfzftBQMQbAJE_KWmwH2hp5834REzdxUupvnv3bQNnExxgcMmDU-6QBxAM-RuYq0X84FND_eL6B3sge3SGHh3PjJGQEc6_fPyhmf1gb29zvSGsnvn5T2lOKfSMWLXJPcbg/s1600/072.JPG" width="480" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div></div>

Raw And Refined ~ Sweet Salvage ~ Part III

      I apologize for the delays in Blog Postings.  I haven't felt much like Blogging lately and I also needed to upgrade my storage spa...

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Awash In Sage And Sepia Splendor ~ Great Retail Therapy

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHCHOpfZpqKMZnRpE_aPATjec3bdoXb5_L0Mc0vn2JUp1LIzLumyE7fxP2KXSnAv-dDs4VCf2ntxmW0h8CweyERqs707UjCYcsieHxKHNyxhSnrXDZmOuGyC02yh1tsoqusamUSqOXOBQ/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHCHOpfZpqKMZnRpE_aPATjec3bdoXb5_L0Mc0vn2JUp1LIzLumyE7fxP2KXSnAv-dDs4VCf2ntxmW0h8CweyERqs707UjCYcsieHxKHNyxhSnrXDZmOuGyC02yh1tsoqusamUSqOXOBQ/s1600/025.JPG" width="528" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>You know, I think having a Near Death Experience was Good for me, I really do.  I have Enjoyed being in Excellent Health for so long that I was never really that tuned in to my own Mortality and how Fragile Life really is... and to remember to squeeze every ounce of Life out of it every day.  I was instead Living For the Occassional Day of Enjoyment and Fun from my Caregiving Routine... and I realized, that's just not enough.  It's not really Living it's merely Existing... no wonder I ended up with a Health Crisis, that has to be Toxic to the Body and Poisoning to the Soul and Spirit!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRIsX5uVgMzeLSa2XbjKfILOedqXicbrzVoQRcAZw-NZ3Mgg8nU5iWdAib4wRePDzxKhgbzjhrHexuXNCLgIPfK2XBLzqRqJg1OVP8PpEpwbDNnf0SSY7YdtAFjlZ-vshZ2nmtuuF-qY/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRIsX5uVgMzeLSa2XbjKfILOedqXicbrzVoQRcAZw-NZ3Mgg8nU5iWdAib4wRePDzxKhgbzjhrHexuXNCLgIPfK2XBLzqRqJg1OVP8PpEpwbDNnf0SSY7YdtAFjlZ-vshZ2nmtuuF-qY/s1600/026.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Son had said he would take the G-Force for the Holiday Weekend so that his Dad and I could Celebrate Valentine's Day and The Man's Birthday properly and without an entourage of G-Kids in tow.   The Man is still only up to so much Fun... so we limited his Fun Time to what he felt comfortable with... and when he settled in to Rest at Home, I went to a few of my Favorite Shops at his insistance.  Hey, you don't have to threaten me with a Good Time!  *LOL*  I was awash in Sage and Sepia Splendor at my Friend Shelly's Shops <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Rust-and-Roses-Phoenix/224451874270241?ref=br_tf"><strong><span style="color: #b45f06;">RUST AND ROSES</span></strong></a> and <a href="https://www.facebook.com/sirens.saints?fref=ts&ref=br_tf"><strong><span style="color: #e69138;">SIRENS AND SAINTS</span></strong></a>... indulging in some Great Retail Therapy.  Can you Guess what Wardrobe I Accessorized my Closet with from this Fab Ensemble?   I know... hard... since it's all SO My Style!!!  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xJZ-5Hp7wuqnsasnx6_WI2kvmRkY12EoZi9PtsKUk3K_WZLSCjWkzwHFY0NonQpDKxFkyhJncwfMQeQdfBeju5uqYUdu4vOjnl5NC5rHN0dAT17k-2qsxxutSLu8z_q6mdzroldwpvI/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xJZ-5Hp7wuqnsasnx6_WI2kvmRkY12EoZi9PtsKUk3K_WZLSCjWkzwHFY0NonQpDKxFkyhJncwfMQeQdfBeju5uqYUdu4vOjnl5NC5rHN0dAT17k-2qsxxutSLu8z_q6mdzroldwpvI/s1600/034.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, I would have liked the entire Ensemble, had it all been in my Size... but I was quite Content to get this Gorgeous Upcycled Lace Vest.  Made from an assortment of Vintage Lace that will go with just about anything and everything else in my Wardrobe for a Lovely Layered Look!  And be Light enough for Spring and Summer.  When I get a Waist again, I shall wear it with some of the Collection of OOAK Custom Belts my Friend Angela Created for me that are just hanging around Bohemian Valhalla on the Mannequin Girls, patiently awaiting me to get a Waist again!  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieToBFuLmwHdQWi2g3pt6pnmvocvwyJVqpMrHObLJNYvhi4PLGls8LCz3YAHtDG_X2gQiXNee6Y8zPJEnb7Ekdpd0Pw8PRAY0wCujsSRKsms9Y1nqdfCF7S1NIZBHCDnDK_iK74Seni80/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieToBFuLmwHdQWi2g3pt6pnmvocvwyJVqpMrHObLJNYvhi4PLGls8LCz3YAHtDG_X2gQiXNee6Y8zPJEnb7Ekdpd0Pw8PRAY0wCujsSRKsms9Y1nqdfCF7S1NIZBHCDnDK_iK74Seni80/s1600/021.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And when I walked into this Showroom I was gobsmacked to discover a Harvest Table laden with Custom Gypsy Buntings in Vintage Sage and Sepia hued Fabrics, Trims, Seam Binding and Lace that had been Created by my Talented Friend Angela!  *Swoon... be still my beating Heart!*  I knew these wouldn't last long... and since I was gonna Create Buntings for my Remodeled Art Studio Cottage anyway... why not Save myself the Time and Work by just purchasing these absolutely Perfect ones Created by my Friend instead?!?  Made Sense to me... *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioOMbDThYLAhMi-C0JhjHct9orNcSUGNOvpExxjyW4MJ5wn2BXj_c1iDkrOBUUWCak7EDJRv05PlQO4BX2rNbfZsPCKWFqLddhiFWqw-qQ42jDikYWH-4X6HxnZRIbH11Ug8A6dcT2S6M/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="531" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioOMbDThYLAhMi-C0JhjHct9orNcSUGNOvpExxjyW4MJ5wn2BXj_c1iDkrOBUUWCak7EDJRv05PlQO4BX2rNbfZsPCKWFqLddhiFWqw-qQ42jDikYWH-4X6HxnZRIbH11Ug8A6dcT2S6M/s1600/016.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>There were two distinctive Styles and I opted for the more Elaborate ones, of coarse. *Winks*   Even just sitting in their bundles they looked Gorgeous... and strung out across a Room, well, it looks like a Gypsy Party is about to be in progress!  *Smiles*   I am a Huge Fan of Buntings because they make any Room look more Festive and Interesting.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshR4oimabZsO1Ozz6AIUe7j-1nFmcLkTOY86zarxflQ-FnPJtQFm-UFwv4lmtF1I14LYyvdOvdSC7E8ZPvCdvQta7mfwKhalFZiT9KuWXynkVtDtuEeaJT93j-IG9Nw9w6-KCcGEqtwI/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshR4oimabZsO1Ozz6AIUe7j-1nFmcLkTOY86zarxflQ-FnPJtQFm-UFwv4lmtF1I14LYyvdOvdSC7E8ZPvCdvQta7mfwKhalFZiT9KuWXynkVtDtuEeaJT93j-IG9Nw9w6-KCcGEqtwI/s1600/017.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Not to mention they are a Wonderful way to Salvage every scrap of Divine Fabric that a Fabric Artist might have leftover from other Projects, so that none is wasted.   I'm so Glad my Friend Angela takes the Time to Create those Wonderful Projects that I never seem to have the Time lately to get around to!  She and I are like Twins separated at Birth so just about anything she would Create is SO ME that I couldn't have Created it for myself any better... and she's way more prolific an Artist than I, so she Saves me enormous amounts of Time and Energy!  *Ha ha ha!*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbVaR8XDgf4UvnWAoPPwcUF6rvPmuo0n9ovSJbs7gQvIpjB9n6aV-gY_JjCEhdZiGL_IIGIDwiBphAt2Tl1kZZSGcIaoaaIudCmboMeGXfkFKY9BAMujnKCUkMZb8y3cIJDGfDjO2jflc/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbVaR8XDgf4UvnWAoPPwcUF6rvPmuo0n9ovSJbs7gQvIpjB9n6aV-gY_JjCEhdZiGL_IIGIDwiBphAt2Tl1kZZSGcIaoaaIudCmboMeGXfkFKY9BAMujnKCUkMZb8y3cIJDGfDjO2jflc/s1600/018.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Sure, I LOVE to Create, I really do... and Angela and I have often Traded our Art... but I must Confess that with all the Drama, Crisis and Infirmity swirling around Bohemian Valhalla and Mi Vida Loca lately, I haven't been in the Studio Creating in a dog's age.   And until I can get my Art Studio Cottage up and running again... and settle into the Creative Process Seriously again when Life settles down... it's a good thing my Artist Friends are still busily Creating the Art that we all Love so that I have the Opportunity to just Purchase what I don't have the Time or am in the Zone yet to Create myself.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_GN4en4WydP-hU2aOInfaZNcELVujZVR8VJ5NfRf3jfa9MYX2zIqYIvWesA5UdricI1k7m-KQ0IL2M1boMrTfc9OTk9zzMPXwughH8MRWAVTYEY_DmzsJLnUo6laJ7iz5vPCLK7-E4J4/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_GN4en4WydP-hU2aOInfaZNcELVujZVR8VJ5NfRf3jfa9MYX2zIqYIvWesA5UdricI1k7m-KQ0IL2M1boMrTfc9OTk9zzMPXwughH8MRWAVTYEY_DmzsJLnUo6laJ7iz5vPCLK7-E4J4/s1600/020.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I actually can't wait until I can be sequestered in my Studio once again and lose myself in the Creative Process and Feeding my Soul with my Art... there's nothing quite like it... it's my Drug of Choice, Creating.   I actually Enjoy it more than Shopping!  Did I say that?  Yes, I did... because it's True... when I'm Creating I don't even think about other Vices!  *LOL*  I don't even need Retail Therapy when I'm actively Creating my own Projects... in fact, I rarely even need to leave the house or the Studio when I'm lost in my Creative Haze.  I lose track of Time and place when I'm working on an Artistic Project... and my next Venture will be to begin Creating Clothing and their Accessories. </em></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV8XZc2xOHbOoPY42nhSmHd-yUs-iobSCZl3QUd0W9ux99HkFZOrF6tPZrzTkJS6cX8Gjt_ooiFI0L0V-rk03SNLo5U5YkL3Yffn8yGVLdRGZ9VjO7e97u02shPQ8EIFjF3C2oxIJWCyI/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV8XZc2xOHbOoPY42nhSmHd-yUs-iobSCZl3QUd0W9ux99HkFZOrF6tPZrzTkJS6cX8Gjt_ooiFI0L0V-rk03SNLo5U5YkL3Yffn8yGVLdRGZ9VjO7e97u02shPQ8EIFjF3C2oxIJWCyI/s1600/022.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I've been meaning to Create Clothing forever and a day, because I hardly ever see anything off the rack that is my Sensibility and Style... and the darn Budget prevents me from procuring the Fab OOAK pieces that other Talented Artists Create, so it just makes Sense to start making my own.   Especially since I'm still a BMW and so there's still that Sizing Issue when I do see Wardrobe I Desire and then get so Disappointed when it's too Small or too snug to be a comfortable fit or even an Option.  I want to Design Wearable Art Clothing and Accessories for the Real Sized Woman... us double digit sized Gals.   And... for the more Mature Gypsy Soul... since not all Funky Fun Wardrobe is that Flattering on a Senior and I don't wanna look like Mutton dressed up as Lamb. *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>  </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq04lbEWNtASbx7GsHxxlBsCt9CBgjixdluINIxwssGyd8vgLXzo7SoiAlNotITnsxN5rfK8dM_qK4d6gJPmGHUHs7e1Lpj0CEQPqpf_pA7atRNK2ZyPeCFazhNGWwf1iNvkePnLQzBdo/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq04lbEWNtASbx7GsHxxlBsCt9CBgjixdluINIxwssGyd8vgLXzo7SoiAlNotITnsxN5rfK8dM_qK4d6gJPmGHUHs7e1Lpj0CEQPqpf_pA7atRNK2ZyPeCFazhNGWwf1iNvkePnLQzBdo/s1600/023.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Here's that Bunting festooning the Showroom... sorry it's kinda washed out so you cannot see the Wonderful Details... but it will give you an Idea of how it will probably look festooned over my Creation Station Harvest Table and mismatched Antique Chairs that will be in the Center of the Main Room of my Art Studio Cottage eventually.   I have all of the Elements now... it's just a matter of the G-Kid Force and I getting in there to Deep Clean and Style the place.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPD518NXKPypNBDIehx-AyRWnT3S5nGWF8BP0NghUVfNjEC8Xt7XzYk5qXGL7lvBeCrqDSR82r_yVmFWezzxWwcKm8eJJuuIR2JxB4rM0RdS9_w1m3lwwGU5Tst9Pq0HX02Y1Xu6cpSyI/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPD518NXKPypNBDIehx-AyRWnT3S5nGWF8BP0NghUVfNjEC8Xt7XzYk5qXGL7lvBeCrqDSR82r_yVmFWezzxWwcKm8eJJuuIR2JxB4rM0RdS9_w1m3lwwGU5Tst9Pq0HX02Y1Xu6cpSyI/s1600/012.JPG" width="524" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Prince R and Princess T have been chomping at the bit to get in there and do it... but I've procrastinated because I haven't felt well since getting out of the Hospital, so I don't want to have a relapse and am taking it easy for a Time until my Energy levels return more to Normal.   Okay, so my Energy levels have never been AT Normal, since I'm one of the Vintage ADHD Kids, and they're probably at close to Normal now which is why it seems greatly diminished to Yours Truly and I don't Feel like going Full Throttle all the time anymore.  *Bwahahaha!!!*   I didn't realize how much I relied upon my Intense Hyperactivity and OCD to get me thru each day's Workload, until it was sapped by Health Issues!  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfMDwRlmBkI7g3alMYIYI1emgfr625Br6V8z67Qi21vZTBnqsUOuOTP9LwiU_KzRf7IMjqgKdNKRJQJdwWe-0I6_JeZ1g9QLet9u3EnzJInl3WFiHf21U7mwcbjQN6b0AVYkyoQYW2fBU/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfMDwRlmBkI7g3alMYIYI1emgfr625Br6V8z67Qi21vZTBnqsUOuOTP9LwiU_KzRf7IMjqgKdNKRJQJdwWe-0I6_JeZ1g9QLet9u3EnzJInl3WFiHf21U7mwcbjQN6b0AVYkyoQYW2fBU/s1600/035.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>But slowly and surely I'm getting my Blood Sugars to an Acceptable Range... and I see the Doc that will be giving me Specialist Referrals this Tuesday... so I'm Hoping to get this Health Mess sorted out and see if getting off the Insulin Shots is a possibility, since it's just a pain in the arse... um, I mean belly, to have to take them!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjodKRYUrUUGBNqBbWFO_p8FAJBKZGc__SuyUTRZKWQ0djiDZU5fKQehHUdpESTEcRlMCS_FTGNmq8p3jG95EaqwRHTI-j9_BOqWzYa0179jjj0RvbeRBd5kHVEDK4kwyNecstJIfGtPe0/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjodKRYUrUUGBNqBbWFO_p8FAJBKZGc__SuyUTRZKWQ0djiDZU5fKQehHUdpESTEcRlMCS_FTGNmq8p3jG95EaqwRHTI-j9_BOqWzYa0179jjj0RvbeRBd5kHVEDK4kwyNecstJIfGtPe0/s1600/037.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Not to mention that me and Western Medicine don't mix real well, it's like Oil and Water that combo... so I want to be back on the Holistic Trail and Western Prescription Med-Free again as soon as humanly possible!   I also don't wanna take the suggested Sleep Study, why bother, dying in one's Sleep is the Perfect way to go and the way I always wanted to Go Out.  So I'm totally Cool with that possibility of going Naturally, it doesn't bother me one iota as the way to Transition from Time to Eternity.  I know that most Western Docs totally won't get that Outlook, but they will have to Respect it.  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqBIh3XWATNVEVqapI01NIKnX_xvqSUQcL7pB4QbLxPqVLadL0I8BQdcUawLfNxhUoOEUXNxLLsIGBAxQtIid-BSPsHICH9KMoP2Z8wqaofZU7frJptAPlEfrowvH2qBc03Iw_1-hceKQ/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqBIh3XWATNVEVqapI01NIKnX_xvqSUQcL7pB4QbLxPqVLadL0I8BQdcUawLfNxhUoOEUXNxLLsIGBAxQtIid-BSPsHICH9KMoP2Z8wqaofZU7frJptAPlEfrowvH2qBc03Iw_1-hceKQ/s1600/038.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Seeing a comfy Bed festooned with a sea of Down Custom Pillows... just reaffirms my Preference that if I gotta Go... that would be the way to do it... in my Sleep at Home in the most comfy place in the House!  *LOL*  Sorry, I've always had a Morbid sense of Dark Humor and been Okay with Mortality... I just haven't thought much about my own until now... which is why the Near Death Experience was Good for me in so many ways... so that I can Contemplate a preferable Ending... and what I want to do between now and that Assigned Time?   I realize there is a lot I Want and Need to do... and now I'm getting about the Business of checking it all off the Bucket List, or at least as much of it as I have Time for.   Western Docs are so damn Grim... that's why I don't like going to them... you actually don't even Feel as Sick as they end up telling you that you might be!!!  </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizjkEtOfWP-LjbgikrhCPWPwmfIeFPCqnhHAEJOwVn-1MM1ISCID11WaGMcKkFyE1fCYVTD3Q9Px81JwqMzPwcM_27yrOvT-OsPhLzRpOapKkXk5-kl0RpkhKXa-QnqChivlC_albqvd4/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="544" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizjkEtOfWP-LjbgikrhCPWPwmfIeFPCqnhHAEJOwVn-1MM1ISCID11WaGMcKkFyE1fCYVTD3Q9Px81JwqMzPwcM_27yrOvT-OsPhLzRpOapKkXk5-kl0RpkhKXa-QnqChivlC_albqvd4/s1600/039.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>By comparison Eastern and Tribal Docs tell you go Go On And Be Well... and Assist your Body to Heal itself to that End... until your Time is up.   So you have that Feeling of Wellness and Peace that is not such a Head Trip as Dealing with and wrapping your Mind around all kinds of Grim Prognosis and Diagnosis.   My Younger Bro' and Mom were Diagnosed by Western Medical Docs as Terminal Decades ago... they're still here... because they Refused to Receive that Opinion and decided to just Go On And Be Well and Live Life despite Western Medical Opinion.  Because after all, you're not Dead 'til God says so anyway.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoPzH4CWBzBvk1aAEUmp-5am9ezOr4RLsYdwghzT5Ra8lN8N41CjP8o3GOgBkFwA0DkiwY2WbdoZyWyq5s4cuXK-ueGWKsEESnTZnIU23jIB3iaqomV7VJ0X6PiyfwqBGqKGqh65FaU8/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoPzH4CWBzBvk1aAEUmp-5am9ezOr4RLsYdwghzT5Ra8lN8N41CjP8o3GOgBkFwA0DkiwY2WbdoZyWyq5s4cuXK-ueGWKsEESnTZnIU23jIB3iaqomV7VJ0X6PiyfwqBGqKGqh65FaU8/s1600/040.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And I'd much rather Dance and be Happy, having even the Illusion of Wellness rather than Resigning myself to Sickness and Grim Medical Opinions that make you Feel Worse.   That's not how I want to Live... Hopefully this Base Doc is Respectful of that Opinion or he probably will never see me again after this first visit.  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QDg_AY16JnCENxaHngj4vNZI8_83T84SlROgd38sYZk8sHp8LDug-K-tkCl_bw60EcLvgkhGWl2JbOrQriA6wzouC74JPJnsjfCj_QEZ9W5QI5TQ5SmrNwR-nvesk7eCUe5j4f59bm8/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QDg_AY16JnCENxaHngj4vNZI8_83T84SlROgd38sYZk8sHp8LDug-K-tkCl_bw60EcLvgkhGWl2JbOrQriA6wzouC74JPJnsjfCj_QEZ9W5QI5TQ5SmrNwR-nvesk7eCUe5j4f59bm8/s1600/041.JPG" width="504" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, I know, Princess T will be miffed that I didn't 'Score' her one of these oversized Vintage Ballerina Cake Toppers!!!   So it's a good thing I'm going back later this Week for my Girl's Day Out Third Thursday Events so that I can pick it up, huh?  *LOL*   Hey, this Trip was all about ME, what can I say?!?  *Smiles*  It's not often I get to have Hedonistic Indulgences, but I could certainly get used to it!  *Bwahahahaha!!!*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGBVHoFkF7UET8WffnxC0Ff6TShE_TeYHQdppqBngVsIJbIRMDuevNCOKrT0194_rF1kjBy2c-vJMMujHoYTk6ueflhyzv4ZWMYyI2qe1-iAsCEcClZmPhBhdqMjwyq_6f43Bo9mCbl0/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="544" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGBVHoFkF7UET8WffnxC0Ff6TShE_TeYHQdppqBngVsIJbIRMDuevNCOKrT0194_rF1kjBy2c-vJMMujHoYTk6ueflhyzv4ZWMYyI2qe1-iAsCEcClZmPhBhdqMjwyq_6f43Bo9mCbl0/s1600/011.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And why I didn't pick up at least one or two of these Architectural Salvage pieces Aged to Perfection and for only Eight Bucks each, I dunno?</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJni6nuR4EjKxsy6ttr8xECkqY2Q7lGq3nIplRdbBFFqhqlX7vNJ2lOTFY5NbaLh2JHyyuEqiL3lvEr2oJsjm4Fa6O9DEL9grR59qgvLteq5xjtTIoYFb0xeSnC1Z9ZD38DqQBlravcik/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="568" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJni6nuR4EjKxsy6ttr8xECkqY2Q7lGq3nIplRdbBFFqhqlX7vNJ2lOTFY5NbaLh2JHyyuEqiL3lvEr2oJsjm4Fa6O9DEL9grR59qgvLteq5xjtTIoYFb0xeSnC1Z9ZD38DqQBlravcik/s1600/015.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I still have loads of Raw Cotton at Home awaiting their Creative Process to be made into Spring Wreaths and Table Centerpieces.   The Bohemian Cat Boys, Miss Priss and Yul keep wanting to Bed Down in the pile of it so I better get busy before it's all flattened into Cat Bedding and melded with Cat Shed!  *LOL*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitMtPgTcLzHUeLJMnVx4qlHISQlpYoF09sQs3MAYtsKB4zW76gj7Fx136rKW45wyFUzCbZEQNGpNPIvLQWnCT32ICWeEAaa3MbtDJELmBNBlEuqevFz_GW6ZluqKvjuRXaB1EddphKfzs/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitMtPgTcLzHUeLJMnVx4qlHISQlpYoF09sQs3MAYtsKB4zW76gj7Fx136rKW45wyFUzCbZEQNGpNPIvLQWnCT32ICWeEAaa3MbtDJELmBNBlEuqevFz_GW6ZluqKvjuRXaB1EddphKfzs/s1600/019.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And though Today took you thru Sage and Sepia Splendor at both Shops... Tomorrow will take you thru the Colorful Side... because Shelly and Angela have also been busy Creating Bold Colorful Gypsy Splendor as well my Friends... for all the Colorful Gals!   Or the ones like me that like Both a Colorful Existance... along with the Calmness of Organic Sage and Sepia Splendor!  So be sure to come back for Part II!!!</em></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCU7-LM1eZAI1qQo93IlbyjvIa4UM_BdqX6Ibq6d_g9zGRDY9H9pDRbpPYL0qo76N_hL9-sHnU9n79S-pSD9Q8pTm8CGet6bHCteghR0ouMJ63tobWBYWIzCM2TK-c6fAfr6xxpXfs2i0/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="581" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCU7-LM1eZAI1qQo93IlbyjvIa4UM_BdqX6Ibq6d_g9zGRDY9H9pDRbpPYL0qo76N_hL9-sHnU9n79S-pSD9Q8pTm8CGet6bHCteghR0ouMJ63tobWBYWIzCM2TK-c6fAfr6xxpXfs2i0/s1600/029.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>BTW: Angela is going to Design me another Sterling Cuff Bracelet, more Elaborate and for my big Man Wrist Size... can't wait to see it!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1kGa-kei-Os1TzCiVr5XuPGH-vJ9U1KMufZskjijWds8fHwnCOcHxpIZGL_M_7dJ00XRqTLcb09Tk68BZubAu3BRM0wxvBIALyZWWldqfEbVE5zek1xye80p6jqIxVxIiuvq-mD1EFs/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1kGa-kei-Os1TzCiVr5XuPGH-vJ9U1KMufZskjijWds8fHwnCOcHxpIZGL_M_7dJ00XRqTLcb09Tk68BZubAu3BRM0wxvBIALyZWWldqfEbVE5zek1xye80p6jqIxVxIiuvq-mD1EFs/s1600/014.JPG" width="597" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And Yes, I did pick up this Adorable Antique Fur Mini Cape with Caramel Hued Satin Interior... it will eventually go on my Miniature Taxidermy Antelope... but for now...</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsClRlhF38R9ZrXGdsWyZZDWG0SkeMhYFAVj0DGdojWqCcBo89xTwM7bkwJf1QjDUkKdFHUDx1RmyTKje7hhzHK0J3Qn-6wEXwepcj4EsNRxBXwRX1dFumB1qmeJI8Gy-i-8qX2yrzpCI/s1600/147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsClRlhF38R9ZrXGdsWyZZDWG0SkeMhYFAVj0DGdojWqCcBo89xTwM7bkwJf1QjDUkKdFHUDx1RmyTKje7hhzHK0J3Qn-6wEXwepcj4EsNRxBXwRX1dFumB1qmeJI8Gy-i-8qX2yrzpCI/s1600/147.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Miss Skully is Modeling it!   She looks quite Lovely in it in fact since it fits her so well and goes with her Hat!  *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW7Aqbp50dtmcDl5I_uoBrBHZU-O8Yo9RFzf3p4Hjky-iLKbKGkzW95l06MYE_a-GYD0pJX5otX6gNeB4hxEFLWeWc6rXbp2JwxP_UwUgBwoHXj3S2wovUIYN3SjhC1e7rxK0RPvgKCPc/s1600/148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW7Aqbp50dtmcDl5I_uoBrBHZU-O8Yo9RFzf3p4Hjky-iLKbKGkzW95l06MYE_a-GYD0pJX5otX6gNeB4hxEFLWeWc6rXbp2JwxP_UwUgBwoHXj3S2wovUIYN3SjhC1e7rxK0RPvgKCPc/s1600/148.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div align="center"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert...</em><em> Dawn... 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Awash In Sage And Sepia Splendor ~ Great Retail Therapy

You know, I think having a Near Death Experience was Good for me, I really do.  I have Enjoyed being in Excellent Health for so long that I ...

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