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 Howdy ALL!

Happy Friday!

I may have said this before but I am new to Photoshop, *grin* just learning actually. I started some classes in February and other than posting to the gallery at DSU I have tucked them away on my computer and that’s it.  I am going to post  some here since I have yet to get around to making the new Layouts I am jones-ing to with all those new kits I bought.  I will get there, but in the meantime.  Here is one of the first ones I really liked. 

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 Credits:

Program: Adobe Photoshop CS3

Photos: Jodiann and Dillon Cates

Kit: “Braided Edges” By Emma Powell

Font: Baskerville Old Face

The journaling reads

My Dad has a tiny office off the garage. Here he studied for college with a houseful of kids, did the taxes, and found time to dream. One the door a paperboard sign is stapled. “Great and beautiful things are never easy.”  I had to leave home and help my boys grow to men to value its meaning. Someday, years from now I will really understand.

What I loved most was that I had inadvertently snapped a picture of my Dad’s sign years ago and I was able to use it in the LO.  I had seen that sign without really seeing it everyday for years.  The pictures were some either I or my boys had taken.

There was the year the Mockingbird nested in the herb planter and we got to see her eggs everyday, watch them hatch and later fly off. The Hybiscus we bought for $1 off season and had to wait 6 months to see what color it turned out to be.  And the Wildflowers that pop up in our yard each spring. I have no idea what they are called. I have never found them in any book. Not sure they really are thought of as  wildflowers, they grow from a tiny bulb. So could be classified different. I ask around but most people here are as stumped as I am.  If anyone out there has a clue about these flowers, please let me know.  I would love to give them their name. *smiles*

Gratitude list:

For pigs, they taste good.

Hey the winds stopped blowing the trees bent. Phew! Thanks God!

The new ( new to us) mower started on the first try! Life be GOOD!  As the pirates say.   BTW, ninjas don’t have a quote, they are ninjas. Dur.

For my new Koi Pond Screensaver. Super Cool!

For my sweet Jack, who promised to change electrical outlets in the bathroom and kitchen with me this weekend, when he would rather be golfing.  Yea, I am holding you to it, sugar. I promise it will only take an hour. * wink*

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Edited: April 3rd, 2009

Biblioteca

Okay I broke down and went to the library. I love the library actually I am the quintesential library person…the weird one who actually stays there for hours. Sits in the chairs for sitting that nearly no one sits in. I’m the  kind of ”bookie” who doesn’t break legs. The one who opens a book and smells it. Yes, I do know how completely cracked that looks…and sounds! LOL!

Now I had become estranged from the library, usually its an authority thing with the blue haired ladies of the library that drives me off. Control freaks every one of them and as I was once a raging control freak myself we went a few rounds on occasion over dust jackets, reshelving, and videos even being in the library…you know the crucial things! * chuckle* * shakes head*

As a recovering  raging control freak, I thought I would give it another go.  You see I found the greatest little library when we moved to Texas.  The director was Anti-Blue Hair. Well, she was grey headed and she did add bluing, but she was loud, big~hearty~chuckle~loud and she dressed in the most amazing patterns. Pattern mixing never scared her. She jangled with bracelets and necklaces and even poked decorative hair pins in her great big blue hair. Robust in a word.  Large black cats eye glasses hung from a chain around her neck or poked out of that magnificent topper. I didn’t know it at the time but I was face to face with the  best example of  THE Excentric Texas Woman. ( Ann Richards and Ladybird Johnson,  aside) 

I became addicted Janine’s  library. We went every week. It was loud, bawdy with friendly hellos and see ya’ laters. Bustling with activity of all ages. They LOVED my boys and many times Janine was being towed about by a tiny Nathan to “see” something. Story time?  Forget about it. Janine did that herself and the entire library stopped to take notice. Her booming, expressive voice floated the most amazing story. Not a wiggling preschooler in the bunch, but the  place was packed with them. Eyes on her as the most enchanting character of all. I think she said once that was her favorite part of her job. It showed.

Well as you can tell, something changed. Janine retired. Regime change is always hard for me. ( must be the control freak in me still hacking away) The day I heard she was leaving I walked out with a sour stomach. I stayed away for 6 years. I let my books linger around the house and months later snuck them into the dropbox, heartbroken.

So I dipped a toe yesterday and broke my barren streak. I paid that long overdue $35 dollar fine. I was issued a new card ( the old system card defunct) I saw new flat screen computers, rows upon rows of DVD movies ( where most of the people milled), electronic people scanners to discover thieves.  I found story time had been cancelled that day because the regular lady was off this week. Sadly only one child had showed. I saw the library crew, all new faces,  hold up behind the desk and in the back room barely venturing out to the stacks and the conversing in hushed whispers.  Well, mostly hushed, there was one lone library man who let his voice carry. Yippee! All was not lost.

I also found big comfy chairs and a few more book choices in the 700s ( Arts) I found generally more books everywhere, sitting there next to my old favorites. Accepting that all things must change and change they had  for the better and for worse.  Isn’t it always like that?? I vowed to return middle of the month with my boys for more exploration.  Like Leif Ericsson,  the signs say, push on until we find a soft place to land.

Live Oak Through Rock

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Edited: April 3rd, 2009