Sunday, May 6, 2012

Mostly Lilacs~Mosaic Monday

This is the most simple looking mosaic I've done in a while and it took me two hours. (You may wish to stay away from that program I mentioned last week. Just sayin'... ☺ )

~FotoFlexor and Photoshop Photo Merge~

Once I started to play, it was a challenge to stop.

~Good Old Photoscape~

A "Monet" is a happy mistake because the colors blend perfectly with the photos being used. Then I can practice pattern as I might in making a quilt.

~Good Old Photoscape~

Back to that challenging collage maker just for a new font and the transparent background.

~Good Old Photoscape~

Doing a little something with the last of the azaleas. I was so pleased to find a few on the bush and not on the ground, especially after a week of rain.

Linking to Mary at Little Red House. Thanks, Mary, for hosting such a fun event week after week.

A wonderful week to you...

Love Vee


~Moonbeams through Kitchen Window~

When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers, the moon and stars that you set in place, what are mere mortals that you should think about them, human beings that you should care for them? Yet you made them only a little lower than God and crowned them with glory and honor. You gave them charge of everything you made, putting all things under their authority, the flocks and the herds and all the wild animals, the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea, and everything that swims the ocean currents. O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth! ~Psalm 8:3–9

Blessings in this new May week...

Love Vee

Saturday, May 5, 2012


The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives. ~Albert Einstein

Perhaps I can come in for a landing with my deep thoughts of the day. This morning I was thinking that I would not leave this page looking like error messages in quadruplicate for another day. No, no, I would toss in a pretty picture making everything a little brighter and better. Then, as things so often do, one thing led to another and pretty soon I was thinking about quotes themselves instead of quotes on beauty.

I have a nice selection of quotes in my home. Three journals of hand-written ones gathered over my adulthood and a book known to many — Familiar Quotations by Bartlett. Bartlett once said, "I have gathered a posie of other men's flowers, and nothing but the thread that binds them is mine own."

A tiny little journal of John's quotes sits nearby because he has a way with a phrase that makes me laugh. Now I see that I am going to have to keep a journal of the grands' quotes as well. Do you love quotes? I know many bloggers who do because they incorporate them into their posts often and some even on a daily basis. Perhaps now is not the time to say: He who trains his tongue to quote the learned sages, will be known far and wide as a smart ask. ~Howard Kandel (with minor changes...what a difference an "s" makes...see what I mean?)

Note leather bound journal to the right above given, *as promised,* to my son on his birthday. I would like to suggest to him that if he has no words of his own, which I know is not true, it would make a handy spot for collecting other men's flowers so he, too, can be thought of as a smart ask.

Is that plane anywhere in sight? 

Love Vee

ETA: If you have some time, please visit Quill Cottage where you can see the art of quoting taken to a whole new level. No smart ask there! It took my breath away...

Friday, May 4, 2012

A Bit of a Grumble

Missing my Shabby Blogs backgrounds something fierce on both blogs this morning. I had to jettison them after repeated warnings from Google that malware was present. I could go forward at my own risk said the warning. I did, but couldn't move around in the blog at all without the warning popping up repeatedly.  Then I put out an urgent message to Shabby Blogs. From the responses, I don't think that they read their emails. So it's back to Hot Bliggity Blogs for now. (I am not a fan of the new dynamic views available on Blogger. They're much too tailored and streamlined for me. Some of you wear them well, but I'm short.)

Edited to Add @ 10:18: You'll think I'm nuts, but I returned to Shabby Blogs when I discovered that there's no more error message. Either they've corrected things or Google Chrome's and IE's knickers were in a knot. If you ever see a problem on my blog, please feel free to notify me. Thanks so much!

Just so no one will think that I'm decluttering all day long every single day, I'm not. I have had to curb it back considerably because I am old and the body does not cooperate as it once did.When I overdo it, and I have overdone it, I pay with a wonky back and shaky knees. Lorrie asked how I truly felt about this purge — I mostly feel as if the weight of the world is lifting from my shoulders. Sometimes, however, I feel frustrated by having to make so many decisions and I climb into my bed (its being so handy and all) and pull the covers over my head.

This morning, I am thinking of two grands whose parents set up their playset over a long weekend. They came home from school on Monday to find it ready to go and spent their afternoon having a blast. Every day since it has rained. The sun will surely return someday...

Off for morning coffee! I so need some.

Love Vee

Thursday, May 3, 2012

One Toe In and Barely

Barely, get it? Hahahahahahaha...sometimes I crack myself up.

To invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of junk. ~Thomas Edison

John really likes this quote. A lot. Me? Not so much. Both John and I are up to our elbows in culling projects. He is working at his place; I am working at mine. He's hauled lots and lots of "stuff" to the Transfer Station (a.k.a. the town dump) and I have hauled lots and lots of stuff myself.

I recently read that, when ideas for blogging topics feel stale, a blogger can create a list. Create a list? How stale lame is that?! But, in an effort to lay some words down, I'll list my accomplishments doings since the last time I mentioned I had to be doing. Here goes...

1. Stair clearing 
Massive mounds of stuff lined them. I don't worry about this too much because no one ever sees the stairs except for John and me and a little grand who has no hesitation about declaring truth and loudly: "Nonni, this is a big mess!"

2. Paper shredding
This was the most challenging. I just wanted someone to hold my hand and say
that everything was going to be all right. I was ruthless. I saved nothing. No old bills from 1982. No manuals for vacuum cleaners that no longer exist. No old insurance papers. All gone. (And, yes, a lot of old letters, too. I read them for the last time. I made the decision to let it go. There's no going back after things have been shredded.)

3. Books 
Every book has been touched and every book has either been given the boot or a reprieve. Each book had to be justified. I was almost ready to purchase another bookcase when I came to my senses. Another bookcase is not the answer...fewer books is the answer.

4. Crafts 
This was tough as well because I could think of a project for every stretch of lace, every snippet of fabric, every extra shirt. In the end, I asked myself how much time on this earth I have left. Even if I had a hundred years, it wouldn't be enough time to use all that I had accumulated. Out, out, out. Someone else may be blessed and if I need something, I know that it will come to me again.

5. Jewelry 
I passed some along; I took some for myself; I am getting rid of the rest. Period. Case closed. My family can bite me. I don't care. Where are they? Not here, that's where.

This photo is a gift from Donna at Cottage Days and Journeys who thought "A Ride on the Byte Me Boat" would be just the right touch for # 5. =D  It's a little less offensive than "bite me." I love it! Thanks, Donna!

6. Sheets and blankets 
Save my favorites, boot the rest to Goodwill. Enough of this. If I ever have a houseful of people again, we'll double up. ☺

7. Dishes 
Cabinet and cupboard space is at a premium around here. If I don't use the dish or like it, out it goes. That includes all those plastic containers from the convenience store. Going, going, gone.

8. Sheet music
Someone may have to hold my hand for this one, too. I am not quite ready for this.

9. Old clothes, shoes, purses
Two gigantic bags full are gone with more waiting in the wings. I can't justify keeping a pair of high heels I only wore once a minute longer. 

10. Old makeup, cosmetics, lotions, medications
When we cleared my grandmother's home a decade ago, we found the morphine used during my grandfather's final illness sixty years before. I don't want that happening around here.

And so, the tip of the proverbial iceberg has just begun to fight. Now there's a terrific mixed metaphor! Next up...old pictures. I think this one ought to go. (Where did our eyes go?)

~Sister, Nan, Moi in 1987~

If anyone is still reading this, you deserve a medal. How shall I inscribe it? 

Hope that all is well with you... 

Love Vee

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Azalea Sky~Azalea Door~Mosaic Monday

~Mosaic using Photoscape~

~Mosiac using FotoFlexer~
Path to EZ Collage
1. Click on link above
2. Select language
3. Allow to load and select "start flexing"
4. Make choice. I use "Edit From My Computer"
5. EZ Collage is last option on the right
6. Menu opens and asks about the photo you've uploaded.
7. I select "do not save" because I'm going to have to start from scratch in Fotoflexer anyway
8. Select your layout from the left side
9. Upload photos
10. Choose decorative options. Play and have fun!

While visiting Shabby Blogs this week, I found another online photo editing program called FotoFlexer. Unlike Photoscape, it does not require downloading to your computer. It has a simple mosiac program that allows the addition of graphics such as the little butterfly you see above. Kid stuff! Love it.

How I wish that azaleas lasted for weeks instead of days... The blossoms are already spent and making a pink carpet in the garden.

Linking to Mary at Little Red House for Mosaic Monday. A pleasant week to you...

Love Vee

Not by Might nor Power

Love Vee

Saturday, April 21, 2012

The Greening

~Almost Azaleas — Taken outside from my Front Lawn~

~Left View~Middle View~Right View~
Print: Back Porch Gathering~John Rossini

Yesterday, I noticed the change in light and color. Everything beyond my windows was glowing and greening. Once again, the views can be enjoyed because of the new neighbor who cares for his yard. You see, I am nearly completely dependent upon my neighbors for the view. These narrow windows are great for the level of privacy — I want no curtains — and for the way they frame these small views.

 ~Left View — Trees~

 ~Middle View— A Big White Barn Through the Trees~

~Right View — Same blue roof as in first photo~

Hopefully, we're coming into a week of rain where the drought, both inside and out, will be addressed. There's much to do in the house that I've not felt like doing and the lawns and plants certainly need some rain. 

If I am a bit scarce over the next week, think nothing of it. (You're all a bit scarce, too. ☺)

Have a great weekend!

Love Vee

Friday, April 20, 2012

A Happy Day!

~My Daughter-in-law's Tulips~

The standing joke of yesterday was that I would rather take photos of tulips, clouds, trees, and anything rather than a little boy who was in perpetual motion. Tulips don't waggle their fingers in their ears. Oh we laughed about that every time.

~Wiggle Worm~   

The grand, fresh from the doctor just the day before, had been given the okay to do whatever he felt he was up to. Did he feel like running?

Oh yes!

Quiet pursuits were mixed in, too. He chalked a heart-shaped rock and presented it to me declaring it his finest work.

I will cherish it.

Let's just say that he was indefatigable and led us through a merry day of hopscotch, soccer, hide n'seek, monkey in the middle, chalk drawings, a picnic, and supper with his brother now in tow. I had long since set the camera aside! A happy day...the one he had long waited how that boy talks!

I'll be limping about a bit today. I may have to hire him for a personal trainer!

Love Vee

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Thinking Like a Kid

It's been awhile since last I enjoyed a Nonni Day. By the time you're reading this, we'll have picked up Sam and be off having breakfast at our Eggsceptionally Good Breakfast Nook. I'm thinking Eggs Benedict for a change. John will have two double yolkers, two pieces of toast, hash browns, and sausage. The coffee will flow. (Sam will have a chocolate chip pancake and a glass of juice. Of this, I'm fairly certain.)

It was lovely meeting new bloggers yesterday and looking at wonderful photos and hearing from several that this challenge makes them want to take better pictures. Me, too! (Next month's party is May 16th.)

Yesterday, John's sister blessed him with a little photo of his former self. Gosh, he's so cute I want to kiss him!

When you see photos like this do you wonder whatever became of the little guy? What did he grow up to become? Wonder no more...

Then and Now

Not many little boys grow up to be reindeer! (You just know that I'll be sharing this with Sam!)

(Many thanks to Picnik for all the fun I've been having lately. It'll be missed.)

Do you have a childhood photo of your beloved?

Love Vee

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Note Card Party~April

Welcome to this month's Note Card Party!

 a clinker?

This has been a challenge. My abilities have been improving over considerable amounts of time. Even though I have nearly five years of photos in storage on this blog, I have precious few of any merit. These photos have all appeared in former Aprils. I hope that there's no repeat of that last scene this year! (Yes, I added the note card feature from Photoscape.)

Rules Refresher:

1. Let's try not to make too many rules... ☺
2. Search for four photographs on your own blog that would make a nice set of note cards. They must have appeared on your blog by the time you link up. 
3. Write your post.
4. Link directly to your post below. 
5. Visit ten or so others (at least) and comment. Knowing that new visitors are viewing and commenting is part of the fun. (Permission granted to look and not comment at blogs practicing safe commenting. All those word verifications get very tiring when trying to visit a lot of blogs.)
6. Have fun!

This is going to be so much fun!

Love Vee

Back Yard Tour

Last evening was so lovely and warm that we opened the patio doors and just listened to the *peepers.* Then I decided to take you on the 90-second tour of the back yard. It's impressive. Okay, not so much.

Please note the far lawn in the first video all cleaned with the garbage removed. The poor new owner found five deer carcasses under the tarps at the edge there. Good heavens! The things some people do.



The forsythia behind the barn and a walk beneath the Eastern spruce. This is the path where the grands like to play. 


The final circle back up the little knoll to the deck and a little pal waiting for me at the door.

Mr. Linky will be up tonight between 8 and 8:30 for this month's Note Card Party and will remain open throughout tomorrow.

Have a wonderful Tuesday...

Love Vee

Monday, April 16, 2012

A Merry Heart and All That

Suzanne shared a wonderful video this morning if anyone needs a chuckle. (From what I can see this morning, a few of us do.) I have been in an exceptionally good mood this morning. It started with my singing a scripture song that nearly sent me into hysterics atop of being thrilled with the vivid yellow forsythia bells blooking blooming in the back yard. Anyway, the mood was further heightened by *that fun video* at Suzanne's.

The hysterics?

When I'm feeling achy, as today I am because of yard work yesterday, I often sing this phrase:

"...when I fall on my knees with my face to the rising sun, O, Lord, have mercy on me."

Yes, well that's how it is supposed to go, but for some crazy reason, I've been singing it this way instead:

"...when I fall on my face with my knees to the rising sun."


I think my brain needs a rewiring.


Anyone else been playing at picnik before they close forever in just three days? I have at BJ's suggestion.

Have been noting the difference between her beautiful headers and my not-so-beautiful headers. She does hers on picnik and I do mine in Photoshop and Photoscape.

Here's a comparison:

< Edited to add: Might have been interesting, but it's long gone now. >

Carry on and feel free to let me know if you have a preference!

Love Vee

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Forsythia~Mosaic Monday

It's only the lowly forsythia and mostly the same photo as in my header. That's just how taken with it I am. Funny how this coming season of flowers delights me year after year. And I am thrilled to be joining the rest of the country with some flowers of my own. At last!

As for the hand painted forysthia plate in the corners, no markings.

Though I may get lost in my fairy tale for a bit, I do plan to join Mary at Little Red House for Mosaic Monday.

Love Vee

When Trouble Comes

 You can go to him for protection. 

   He will cover you like a bird spreading its wings over its babies. 
   You can trust him to surround and protect you like a shield. 
~Psalm 91:4

Tornado season...I don't like it. So many of my friends live in Tornado Alley. Take care. You are in my thoughts and prayers today. 

Love Vee

Saturday, April 14, 2012

John Writes a Poem

Nature rarer uses yellow
Than another hue;
Saves she all of that for sunsets,—

Spending scarlet like a woman,
Yellow she affords
Only scantly and selectly,
Like a lover's words.

~Emily Dickinson

(Gotta wonder if Emily ever saw a dandelion.)Well, that's all good and nice, Emily, but my beloved went into action when he heard me muttering about poets not working much with "forsythia." I could give them some grace, I suppose, for the challenge of such a word. 


When it's springtime in Maine
And the weather is in a dither
Hang onto your hat
And go check the forsythia

If the leaves are green
And the flowers are blooming
Get out your lawnmower 
And give it a good tuning.


I love it!

~checking the forsythia~

~a little~

~a little more~


Yes, more than enough! 

Come on now, tell me, has your beloved ever written a poem for you? 

Love Vee