A Few Girls from My Blythe Doll Collection...

Tee, Elle (Eleven) & Sunny.  Elle was inspired by “Stranger Things”.

New girl (custom Blythe) on the block, “Moon” from Prague, Czechoslovakia!

Bunch of cool hippie chicks.  I get the outfits from Etsy shops.

P. J. and Little...rockers.  Alice behind her...

"Well I don't know what I've been told
You never slow down, you never grow old..." ~ Tom Petty

Layla & Zooey

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Sweet Violet & her Unicorn

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"Good to know we're all twelve years old mentally. Keeps things in perspective. " ~Alexander William Gaskarth

Some Prolixity

I love reading James Lee Burke's books.  He's been in my forever top 10 for well over 20 years. 

Lots of Snapdragons this year

Spider and excellent web looking down into in my half empty water barrel.

Sunny, in the Azaleas loving her John Lennon shirt from Spain.

Tee Joy and Pink, chilling in their outfits made by an Italian artist.

Molly, in her new outfit made by a London artist.

Blondie, wearing her outfit created by a talented Canadian graphic artist and doll collector.

Tee Joy and Sunny, sisters from Detroit, customized by an artist who also makes Blythe clothes.

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Some quotes for Domestic Violence Survivors

                           

 

This and That...Joys of Spring

          My favorite old tee-shirt by Kiki the Artist.

                   New record:  11 Angel Trumpets on the same day!!  Wow!!!! 

      Lemongrass by my patio door...repels mosquitoes!!!

       Brand new Bleeding Heart Vine.  Magical!!

        I love flowers more than I love most people...

                         Mother Nature rocks!! 

     How amazing...a flower within a flower...

A new Willow, a Corkscrew Willow. I hope it lives...

 Me and Mama having a laugh, the weekend before Mother's Day.

                    Almost all of my Blythe dolls...

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And, I leave you with a few thoughtful quotes:

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. —George Orwell, 1984

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"It took me a long time and most of the world to learn what I know about love and fate and the choices we make, but the heart of it came to me in an instant, while I was chained to a wall and being tortured." - "Shantaram" By Gregory David Roberts, a magnificent read...

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Moonlight bright

through my

bedroom window

slowly fading

into

a perfect

lunar rug.  ~Marion

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The only problem

with Haiku is that you just

get started and then

  ~Roger McGough

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A Prayer in Spring

by Robert Frost

Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.

Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.

And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.

For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.

Night to Dawn by Marion

       Molly in my Gerbera Daisy, the color of her hair.

                                The Monster High girls hanging out.  ;-)

                              Blythe Doll sisters

   A visitor to our yard yesterday.  I think he's pretty old.  We put him back in the woods.

           My old insomnia personification poem...

Lost by David Wagoner

I looked across the street to take a photo of the forest and this Blue Jay jumped into the shot.

Lost
By David Wagoner

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
and you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you must come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
you are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
where you are. You must let it find you.

My Blythe dolls, P. J. and Annie Marie, enjoying the Spring weather.