SUMMER IS NIGH When the sun breathes through the mist of the morning and the moon takes a step back from the horizon and the leaves poke out from the cold black sticks of the winter's leavings and the squirrels run up the trees. And the frost of the evening leave the low parts of the garden And the daffodils show up through the hard bleak ground And the tulips lift their blossoming heads And the blue jays flit from bough to bough. Know that summer is nigh Know that summer is nigh and the warmth is blooming Under the brush and the leaves dropped from last season. And the moving of the earth is a stirring And a brand new bud is growing. Know that summer is nigh And there is a breaking of a new story An awaking of a new dawning When the trees shall clap their hands. @cherylbrand
MORE PLAY DOUGH ART Today is Friday the 13th...I am not superstitious, but if I was, I would be hiding under the table today. Ha! I have been making some more play dough art -- and having a lot of fun doing it as I hope you can see from this picture: In the background is a C for my name in gold - to the right is a strawberry ice-cream cone with a cherry on top. To the left of the C is a wedding cake a three tier one, and to the front of that is 3 golden pancakes with strawberries on top and to the right of the pancakes is a pink and blue clock set at 10 minutes to 2. In the middle is a blueberry pie-yum. When my children were young I made teddy bears out of play dough with a cookie cutter in the shape of a teddy bear, and I let them make them with me, they couldn't hurt themselves with play dough. We colored them with acrylic paints, and then I put a hole (we did) on the top of the head, where we could string ribbon through when they were finished to be...
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