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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There WILL BE Retail Therapy Today!

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><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/AVvXsEhO-K6r7M_6Uzl3MoeNo9WQ9rSIQzkbMiCsK-O6A3exS0c4OrnSrseEW8dtjHxVVGjQ1W3GjHPXWA1K4xzdRb5IlabW00YFek5r_-RNt1ItlcpYHEmjwbOyO1QmWJrh-NUcQ9eSusMuDA0/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="508" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO-K6r7M_6Uzl3MoeNo9WQ9rSIQzkbMiCsK-O6A3exS0c4OrnSrseEW8dtjHxVVGjQ1W3GjHPXWA1K4xzdRb5IlabW00YFek5r_-RNt1ItlcpYHEmjwbOyO1QmWJrh-NUcQ9eSusMuDA0/s640/031.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>As you'll be reading this Post I shall be off this Morning with my Junquing Pals having some Retail Therapy. As we head off to Third Thursday's Melrose District Shopping Extravaganza and Special Events, just in time for Christmas!   Yes, there WILL BE Retail Therapy Today,  you can count on it!  And if we don't deserve it, who does?!?   *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"></div><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/AVvXsEjo86xpqMIuQSyTMrZ5YsU69PRkdtL6le4HcN2GB1DaezR4u0tn0tDuQwlKYcLdNNl1pQUyr3Heavo-dMIGfDjWREkuUzxoCY2-AC-2-03MNFoWqId3kxSSu-cvfhNseWOh34RoDQS1Tq8/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="542" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo86xpqMIuQSyTMrZ5YsU69PRkdtL6le4HcN2GB1DaezR4u0tn0tDuQwlKYcLdNNl1pQUyr3Heavo-dMIGfDjWREkuUzxoCY2-AC-2-03MNFoWqId3kxSSu-cvfhNseWOh34RoDQS1Tq8/s640/072.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>And yes, Future Posts will be taking you along with us Virtually, as I cover all the Fabulousness and Fun we had thru the Eye of my Lens.  Nothing makes for better Blog Fodder than a Junquing and Shopper's Dream of Bountiful Special Holiday Events, filled with Friends, Found Treasures and loads of Fantasy Vignettes that will overdose us on Eye Candy, right?!</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/AVvXsEhoPOYZPB1vC_PuaHnppmidHt4J6ccv0T7mI6xLnrI7JT5sOUSDhUvh9tOvFpn-nzRDa5uUD1nNk9eJ2XOO-d_Fq9Psh4EWsfYK7PasO8uFlUgjfowiIMhBxbbpzvHG3hdJhM2Ky-pvo9k/s1600/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoPOYZPB1vC_PuaHnppmidHt4J6ccv0T7mI6xLnrI7JT5sOUSDhUvh9tOvFpn-nzRDa5uUD1nNk9eJ2XOO-d_Fq9Psh4EWsfYK7PasO8uFlUgjfowiIMhBxbbpzvHG3hdJhM2Ky-pvo9k/s640/082.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And speaking of Candy, since The Man's Catastrophic Injuries, he's now Content with the Simpler Pleasures of Life and so his Gift Requests revolve around edible Delights, like his Favorite Candy and Treats.  However, like The G-Kid Force, keeping him out of his Gifts has proven to be a particular Challenge... if he finds or sees it, he's into 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/AVvXsEjlDOC4WmUnBDSKK-jGJ_CrW7ciF9WaxcYejSlk17QlxSaZLb_Ad6oe-TlHAXCu_wMzPr0WXgedS7JqU17V9O17oYeNw8x0CcIhdTWN0ojw_LTL7C68IfXKDIYtQJnA4ZePGw5DEmRFBes/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlDOC4WmUnBDSKK-jGJ_CrW7ciF9WaxcYejSlk17QlxSaZLb_Ad6oe-TlHAXCu_wMzPr0WXgedS7JqU17V9O17oYeNw8x0CcIhdTWN0ojw_LTL7C68IfXKDIYtQJnA4ZePGw5DEmRFBes/s640/083.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And then it's gone and he's requesting if he can have some more... with elaborately constructed Stories of how even MY Treats somehow prematurely disappeared down his throat when he couldn't resist getting into them too!  *LOL*   I find it to be rather Sweet and Humorous, and since he's been so Good to me this Christmas fulfilling my Wish List, what can I say... it's way Cheaper than the Big Boy Toys he used to request and cost Years to pay off!  *Smiles*</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/AVvXsEiyeiY3hn_H79WsXEZEzuTUxxQMc0hLh4TxR6uitY2FRiXkYxi0Nxg9urCBF5zh1CdN_AmZPDqaqoihzOrAEI_HJL4Xh2oxttI-6vfVOKMaurm8LV1r70gCtgatpaW1dchT1-VvPKg8A6I/s1600/084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyeiY3hn_H79WsXEZEzuTUxxQMc0hLh4TxR6uitY2FRiXkYxi0Nxg9urCBF5zh1CdN_AmZPDqaqoihzOrAEI_HJL4Xh2oxttI-6vfVOKMaurm8LV1r70gCtgatpaW1dchT1-VvPKg8A6I/s640/084.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So far this is the one Guilty Indugent Present he hasn't gotten into... but The Young Prince explained that it was only because Grandpa didn't even realize it was his Gift from me!  Well, until The G-Kid Force read the Tag to him that is... when they were all sneakily getting into the Presents under the Tree while I was at Work Monday Night, <u>obviously</u>!!!  BUSTED!!! Bwahahaha!  Not that I'm Surprised mind you, I know this Crew well and the Gifts are only all under the Tree because I don't want the <u>whole House</u> tore up as they seek out my hiding places doing their Covert Recon Ops!  *Winks*  Well, now that he does know it's his, we'll see if it makes it thru the week?!  *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/AVvXsEh0WMKfbCskJ4KpmhINQVtnntItc-AeukIqPqCMLTS8n7oZpr2LCciWtPm8TNZ4Q8HZr23bXx8VNe91obmCIBSox4dFwsS6BtagKkS809ZqezDH-vns2KWueHrwGesioPwzxw-zy6v5g8c/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/AVvXsEh0WMKfbCskJ4KpmhINQVtnntItc-AeukIqPqCMLTS8n7oZpr2LCciWtPm8TNZ4Q8HZr23bXx8VNe91obmCIBSox4dFwsS6BtagKkS809ZqezDH-vns2KWueHrwGesioPwzxw-zy6v5g8c/s640/018.JPG" width="528" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I brought them Home some freshly picked Oranges Monday Night after Work, that my Co-Worker Friend Candy gave me for them from her Citrus Orchard.  Hoping they'll also choose some Healthier Alternatives inbetween Sugar Comas?  *Winks*   Ironic really that my Friend who is named Candy gave them Fresh Fruit in an Attempt to keep them out of the Candy, huh?  *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/AVvXsEj1VIOUTknW_XhnxVpPoNQjOrFXXHL-id646PpoIExKsGiUjWt3VCrxxbkKvYRW8-7adgmMen1ec_iGYIRYOmAOt9dkYfFBIh8EhyfOiYwB0pAMoieshFaqEQOoVK7XkDC9ICSQKm8djMs/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/AVvXsEj1VIOUTknW_XhnxVpPoNQjOrFXXHL-id646PpoIExKsGiUjWt3VCrxxbkKvYRW8-7adgmMen1ec_iGYIRYOmAOt9dkYfFBIh8EhyfOiYwB0pAMoieshFaqEQOoVK7XkDC9ICSQKm8djMs/s640/019.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But I must say that I'm thoroughly Enjoying that The Man is now 'Into' the Simpler Pleasures that I also Enjoy so much so that we can do them Together and have Mutual Appreciation.  He so looks forward now to a Simple Outing and stopping by our Fav Haunts for an Enjoyable Meal.  We now can't go to the VA Appointments without stopping by my Friend Chai's Restaurant for Breakfast and ordering The Man some of Chai's famous Home-Made Corned Beef Hash!  *LOL*   Chai gets the Order in for The Man as we walk thru the door!   We're such Creatures of Habit!  *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/AVvXsEiqgYeABzK1MD9No9TRd6ATFPFX5YL6B0_HpLqLqkz4hhVaYcxqnEAmMfjZLlg0in4yK0qXSEwr50Ui5BGpozbnHlBQAZ9lgffAIWSAngmeW87_9IZI_tzL7K7VHVvRt5wKkrrg7WZcn1A/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqgYeABzK1MD9No9TRd6ATFPFX5YL6B0_HpLqLqkz4hhVaYcxqnEAmMfjZLlg0in4yK0qXSEwr50Ui5BGpozbnHlBQAZ9lgffAIWSAngmeW87_9IZI_tzL7K7VHVvRt5wKkrrg7WZcn1A/s640/056.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And Honestly, whether or not I actually find anything Today to Purchase while we Revel in the day's activities really doesn't matter to me at all.  It's not all about the stuff anyway... I've got plenty of stuff... it's about the Experience... those Simple Pleasures of Life that really don't have to Cost anything at all to be thoroughly Enjoyable and something to look forward to Experiencing with those we Enjoy the Company of!</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/AVvXsEi4ncJiclYvWv9i6RXtthw3Q1OdEnGVHrki0aeqP5kDRga3V8zAdaCXRRX-IqajKylI0YVB1LmEqP6kheVmYDrNGTdh3xONtA7Z-Qeaoah1__O-1BUywur6pf5LujgRVv4qCSoR8EFrT40/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ncJiclYvWv9i6RXtthw3Q1OdEnGVHrki0aeqP5kDRga3V8zAdaCXRRX-IqajKylI0YVB1LmEqP6kheVmYDrNGTdh3xONtA7Z-Qeaoah1__O-1BUywur6pf5LujgRVv4qCSoR8EFrT40/s640/054.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Things that never cease to Inspire, to Delight, to spark the Imagination and our own Creativity.  Bringing forth Ideas, Future Projects or just a Visual Feast by bringing Fantasy to Life all around us.</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/AVvXsEhPrQaYBGlSLjrHFHXP-sGkhwVTHCfPgEQFOm41LFMqIuu89MBtKKmxny0Y9z0p0THpmCk210XbtPiODGqbLhjQ7IreDBiizPXBEsiXcrtHMNi4J2Ws4cbxA3DC6OT1u9QoLzodo8RL09E/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPrQaYBGlSLjrHFHXP-sGkhwVTHCfPgEQFOm41LFMqIuu89MBtKKmxny0Y9z0p0THpmCk210XbtPiODGqbLhjQ7IreDBiizPXBEsiXcrtHMNi4J2Ws4cbxA3DC6OT1u9QoLzodo8RL09E/s640/070.JPG" width="562" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And I Suspect that a great many of you Enjoy these same Simple Pleasures too, don't you?  And that's partly why you're here... Virtually coming along with us to Experience a similar Joy, Camaraderie and Contentment in it all.</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/AVvXsEh_hEiwlS3ov9Bzl3EQhscjYT5n92JLQExesnKgsmAGg3i9R2xuFkTp2BUNWDEG98Cik2Css-X7quwcA0125R0LY8_Om_LopeKwKVwxJ9ErA8030q_Dp6cKABrdINnH_W1q1zUPfPe7xRU/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_hEiwlS3ov9Bzl3EQhscjYT5n92JLQExesnKgsmAGg3i9R2xuFkTp2BUNWDEG98Cik2Css-X7quwcA0125R0LY8_Om_LopeKwKVwxJ9ErA8030q_Dp6cKABrdINnH_W1q1zUPfPe7xRU/s640/077.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Because similar Visuals, Activities and Found Treasures Excite each of us in a Special way that only Our Kind can Understand and Connect to as Kindred Spirits.   No... it's not for everyone... but it IS for US... and we Thrive in and around it all.</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/AVvXsEjQO-7bXumlHtNHHrXl5uWDv9HBwsFTwDDjxLrM6-WDf319ktZ85AlqNenShK5yVF-J7883mb4V7UeVRNRenhFtYuKzJMguvqLgIIL88UwiwEKt39FYIgrIDMdW_cxVRlshMadBBcfEGI4/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/AVvXsEjQO-7bXumlHtNHHrXl5uWDv9HBwsFTwDDjxLrM6-WDf319ktZ85AlqNenShK5yVF-J7883mb4V7UeVRNRenhFtYuKzJMguvqLgIIL88UwiwEKt39FYIgrIDMdW_cxVRlshMadBBcfEGI4/s640/071.JPG" width="588" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I only ever Imagined actually doing it as often as I'm able to now... though our particular Circumstances were not Planned or even Expected... there was the Silver Lining inside of the Clouds of Unexpected Life Events that unfolded beyond our Control and actually Created the Opportunity... and for that I am Truly Thankful beyond Words!</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/AVvXsEhFbbTVTgLDBwvlr9Yqim1PyoUMNOYd3K1l_8EixEoTZ-Yv21pUZDQQkum7sJqkUgcRYgB1AgYmRP52FXdAA7wPGHzGUdcYyxP34f3xjRKliljTn5eQZh9QAEqVWVZyMGiIZSEgVqluVbY/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFbbTVTgLDBwvlr9Yqim1PyoUMNOYd3K1l_8EixEoTZ-Yv21pUZDQQkum7sJqkUgcRYgB1AgYmRP52FXdAA7wPGHzGUdcYyxP34f3xjRKliljTn5eQZh9QAEqVWVZyMGiIZSEgVqluVbY/s640/050.JPG" width="598" /></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>Living the Dream... isn't that what it's all about after all?  And Life is too short not to be in Purpose don't you think?   Too short not to be doing that which you Feel you were Meant to do and have the Divine Gifts to flow in so Effortlessly and Joyfully!</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/AVvXsEgpGJ4UFF1fJ_Z4V5MoxSHJ2z404ICuJUURt-wTABbsKWRYLQ_9l2ouMItiCB0y6ayRG7aM79n4I32R_dnR68MpUiV1T-jM0BP7JE-x6ancm0XlEu1G6PSKfEWMqynAKBVxKdWaTeGRivE/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGJ4UFF1fJ_Z4V5MoxSHJ2z404ICuJUURt-wTABbsKWRYLQ_9l2ouMItiCB0y6ayRG7aM79n4I32R_dnR68MpUiV1T-jM0BP7JE-x6ancm0XlEu1G6PSKfEWMqynAKBVxKdWaTeGRivE/s640/016.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>And perhaps for me, because I've always been drawn to the Simple Pleasures and am not a Complicated Person, I'm particularly drawn to the Simplicity of Yesteryear so strongly?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqsWQXsTptvOxBRPwfdio6sGIYPNFL2r5M5pBrulVa_sL6hjJ2tnAwcj5I_NGJP7hXciAl0YnOSIFRsXW_UVdLIwNRBy3TQ_Zoqp75kAAeRyHMnVXfLhZC-ZtkajbHS85ie6sWd9tG5Og/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/AVvXsEhqsWQXsTptvOxBRPwfdio6sGIYPNFL2r5M5pBrulVa_sL6hjJ2tnAwcj5I_NGJP7hXciAl0YnOSIFRsXW_UVdLIwNRBy3TQ_Zoqp75kAAeRyHMnVXfLhZC-ZtkajbHS85ie6sWd9tG5Og/s640/012.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And though I certainly stand in Awe of the Technological Advances we have made as a Culture and all the Amazing Inventions that have come forth from the Imaginations of Brilliant Inventors, I don't necessarily need or gravitate to them all myself.  Much of it I can do without and probably will never possess nor feel inclined to want or need to unless it becomes absolutely necessary to.</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/AVvXsEiMdDUJm01WtPxpTpESvXxrJ0G6mn7t5noLDHUpFWBfHkPAIEmyo2cypYCItdwLB47HVomibouRXqR1m_V2M4YS0Tbus_JXAUw7srp7ynogeUxCVpJ7RdMZeV2LmU0byrgQDILdEkFJXkU/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMdDUJm01WtPxpTpESvXxrJ0G6mn7t5noLDHUpFWBfHkPAIEmyo2cypYCItdwLB47HVomibouRXqR1m_V2M4YS0Tbus_JXAUw7srp7ynogeUxCVpJ7RdMZeV2LmU0byrgQDILdEkFJXkU/s640/006.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I'm still Thrilled to take a step back into the Past every so often and have those heady doses of Nostalgia and the Rush that it brings.  Even though I'm very Present in each Moment and Embrace Change, I still like to be considered a Keeper of the Past, a Preservationist at Heart if you will.  Salvaging and Saving Old Treasures is something I've always felt Purposed to be doing in some kind of way, though I don't know Why?</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/AVvXsEh-zyXbCVs_apWvPFcEx04t91Kw5-PniLqbDAtZPwiTKKwrzOWtjHxxU9m0U5Y4dkgRJj11fxX3EsaTZzhJDId2xnW6Nw7-bu_iUWK6B3iWyd4mlgPWnL-yHRiRpJ5D01pYZ8KXzRmJzO4/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-zyXbCVs_apWvPFcEx04t91Kw5-PniLqbDAtZPwiTKKwrzOWtjHxxU9m0U5Y4dkgRJj11fxX3EsaTZzhJDId2xnW6Nw7-bu_iUWK6B3iWyd4mlgPWnL-yHRiRpJ5D01pYZ8KXzRmJzO4/s640/009.JPG" width="582" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And parting with most of it now and passing it along to other Appreciative Souls has become even more of a Joy to me than Holding onto any of it has ever been.  I can't Give anyone my Memories, you have to Create your own... or simply Imagine my Story or the Stories that come with each piece... and make your own Story relevant... but isn't that also a part of the Appeal?</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/AVvXsEi7UvHzqj8zB9uPbuSZcTX3kUDP6iMzp3eaaJ6KoW15O6bz3zXh2BvIISYV4XW42pw2Ud4fJrX29Hi-DAlwSpbO2A0xe98hawgCXHDPucGqBFz2jbWC9m0RPkcVJY__I0KPaYEPu7Lq92g/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="554" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7UvHzqj8zB9uPbuSZcTX3kUDP6iMzp3eaaJ6KoW15O6bz3zXh2BvIISYV4XW42pw2Ud4fJrX29Hi-DAlwSpbO2A0xe98hawgCXHDPucGqBFz2jbWC9m0RPkcVJY__I0KPaYEPu7Lq92g/s640/002.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And even tho' some of the Old Treasures are Sourced and not from my own Memories... I know that they were a part of someone's Memories.  Of many Christmases Past... as each Year the now Vintage Christmas Tree was put up and decorated by it's Family, whoever they were.  And eventually replaced or simply Stored away and Forgotten...</em></div><div align="center"><em></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/AVvXsEj4qjTdu0T19aJT02po67qQ62O_cwF1ttX9uA1DI3w4Du7womcUnq_qbzpHMcLRJvqnIcgMGdWzbF3KGtZvZiIJxZi76kKyCZxzo2_kTP8kVMnDuZVW2tIca4OVNXZmnNeQdUBJIxJsGck/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="528" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4qjTdu0T19aJT02po67qQ62O_cwF1ttX9uA1DI3w4Du7womcUnq_qbzpHMcLRJvqnIcgMGdWzbF3KGtZvZiIJxZi76kKyCZxzo2_kTP8kVMnDuZVW2tIca4OVNXZmnNeQdUBJIxJsGck/s640/003.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Waiting for that Moment in Time when someone else would Appreciate it once again... and perhaps use it or re-purpose it to make New Memories involving it.  I particularly Enjoy when someone has even kept the Original Packaging of such Pieces... like a Time Capsule, Revealing what once was... </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0mNE1U3SFrkUE5N1FKNU7siV-iiLBJItPZaWN8y_T9uY57fi3scgue22pe4Ah6dtvtqZeE4_1dRYohI-VyT3RdrZ541BRCFONeoVOSLAGRfjGqSmcKDJ70z0CNN-3z45BXlB8ecPX7rM/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="554" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0mNE1U3SFrkUE5N1FKNU7siV-iiLBJItPZaWN8y_T9uY57fi3scgue22pe4Ah6dtvtqZeE4_1dRYohI-VyT3RdrZ541BRCFONeoVOSLAGRfjGqSmcKDJ70z0CNN-3z45BXlB8ecPX7rM/s640/004.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>A Time when a six foot Aluminum Christmas Tree cost only Six Dollars and Twenty-Nine Cents and could be had at the Local Hardware Store, probably on Main Street, where they Sold everything and anything Imaginable and Customer Service was Relational! </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/AVvXsEgoDtPQXKraCChVPc85SfojOrkOax0RYZCv0C7XY89fuovSrlWTGkR_FW1WHLUSpNvOlPF2cQxEQLnZSXfzMYipSsJJq8AGqsCW6jIX0wawSYvBc0jBqoFwPSd6I3bdtAW26Lfnh6TLno0/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDtPQXKraCChVPc85SfojOrkOax0RYZCv0C7XY89fuovSrlWTGkR_FW1WHLUSpNvOlPF2cQxEQLnZSXfzMYipSsJJq8AGqsCW6jIX0wawSYvBc0jBqoFwPSd6I3bdtAW26Lfnh6TLno0/s640/052.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And Families might have sat together to read a good book or to tell Christmas Stories and Share Special Memories, Traditions and Rituals passed down thru the Generations.   Actually being Present Together in the Moment rather than Distracted by their Technological Devices substituting it as a form of Socialization.   Sometimes I do Wonder what Nostalgic Memories subsequent Generations will hold Dear and want to Preserve or those that will simply Vanish for lack of Interest and no desire for Preservation of them?</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/AVvXsEgp7cY4W7RPQTi9sSLK4kfo5D6pCeA8AbytZ1Rb7pgMZg26vYN9t2vA1kevc_7pv-IMjKONp4TpD3IcvkdAI8xos8jG_dd60AzAKGFlHnuFuwLpDC4WQMtgJtbzNQ6vMePho2SpvEoktc0/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp7cY4W7RPQTi9sSLK4kfo5D6pCeA8AbytZ1Rb7pgMZg26vYN9t2vA1kevc_7pv-IMjKONp4TpD3IcvkdAI8xos8jG_dd60AzAKGFlHnuFuwLpDC4WQMtgJtbzNQ6vMePho2SpvEoktc0/s640/055.JPG" width="616" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I do Hope that some at least will Abide and Survive... giving glimpses into the Past and the History of what once was.</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/AVvXsEioiHC-kfdz28VZo6uIT4gAv_mk_ZFxuR1KSnFB-LaE8L6N6ETIBbL30DR7H3yW6tcPq-3J0pA2tPLqUNWnxdUDW0kQxT-o_DUNMQbtpQ9RrjeyHyIFQHiwnhdR8mYymFsStMg9uwU3dmc/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioiHC-kfdz28VZo6uIT4gAv_mk_ZFxuR1KSnFB-LaE8L6N6ETIBbL30DR7H3yW6tcPq-3J0pA2tPLqUNWnxdUDW0kQxT-o_DUNMQbtpQ9RrjeyHyIFQHiwnhdR8mYymFsStMg9uwU3dmc/s640/068.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>It Amazes me sometimes when someone comes into the Shops I frequent, for the first time, as my Guest... or are Invited into our Home for the first time... and they've never, ever been subjected to the Love Of Old or different forms of Artistic Expression and Style in such a way and it's a brand New Experience for them.   I'm Amazed because of the Reaction I almost always get... because they're really diggin' it... but just never had the Exposure to it!  </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/AVvXsEjR2WdQnrkAH0JyrdGVcKPdg2RkC6twX_nRZdYGS3Ra3yqhPPCmlqGruSDr9ikuRXyhL9pZyVQGmqKILmb6ORMFq55m7VdS79a9bSJue9AlXz-LOETCDI9N74Oo4CuNGPzqfGFdx66uHM8/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/AVvXsEjR2WdQnrkAH0JyrdGVcKPdg2RkC6twX_nRZdYGS3Ra3yqhPPCmlqGruSDr9ikuRXyhL9pZyVQGmqKILmb6ORMFq55m7VdS79a9bSJue9AlXz-LOETCDI9N74Oo4CuNGPzqfGFdx66uHM8/s640/080.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Now, perhaps they wouldn't surround themselves with it all, or it's not really 'Their Thing'... but what I do find is that they very often still do have a healthy Appreciation for it all!   And so, I Feel that we've Served an Important Function, those of us who are Keepers of the Past... so that those that never saw or owned such things can Experience them because they still Exist.  Still Exist through our diligent Efforts of Saving, Conserving and Curating pieces of History one item at a time.</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/AVvXsEioAH7G0rKWbLlePZF5aSgOtQesNhwf4EsNwGLwUAfmM3yL4Rg6RTZUAGHXbLQNe3M0G6uxcBx7hdXuUxVUhBhl6Rq9k4I-4mFninZ5PGQQznChnoWHLDF-ToLvcLzJmkb5I1LhcLOpveg/s1600/081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAH7G0rKWbLlePZF5aSgOtQesNhwf4EsNwGLwUAfmM3yL4Rg6RTZUAGHXbLQNe3M0G6uxcBx7hdXuUxVUhBhl6Rq9k4I-4mFninZ5PGQQznChnoWHLDF-ToLvcLzJmkb5I1LhcLOpveg/s640/081.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And perhaps Helping someone else see it all through Fresh New Eyes... as a Possibility... not just in some Museum, but still being Relevant in Real Everyday Life Today... and into the Future.</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/AVvXsEhHRXXyz7-TB-gK99J3ACNy7JSUJvteyLXxYfvwpjD5QXLrvqJxNcO_mQOViqM9mB4is_di53cWWemUeeqW0_jku7y8Sk5BXE9U3LmYkNw5G7Q5mbVw7o8e48ux4f-VyKlZZT_Cd9w-Cgg/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHRXXyz7-TB-gK99J3ACNy7JSUJvteyLXxYfvwpjD5QXLrvqJxNcO_mQOViqM9mB4is_di53cWWemUeeqW0_jku7y8Sk5BXE9U3LmYkNw5G7Q5mbVw7o8e48ux4f-VyKlZZT_Cd9w-Cgg/s640/001.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Merry Christmas from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"></div></div>

There WILL BE Retail Therapy Today!

  As you'll be reading this Post I shall be off this Morning with my Junquing Pals having some Retail Therapy. As we head off to Third T...

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