Showing posts with label roses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label roses. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Love of Roses.

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My Grandmother did similar work but hers were much more beautiful
They had more colors in the petals and leaves blending into each other .

Using thin silk thread , all her work, seemed to look delicate and have a sheen to it.
I have yet to come across anything like it. She never made me a present of any of her work.
I would have loved it.
She was not that great at knitting because she had no patterns to follow to learn stitches, but she did make a few scarves and I still treasure them because it was her hands which made them.
I am not sure I could ever emulate my Grammas' embroidery work .
She was slow and meticulous.

I still remember her making sewing patterns. She'd sometimes scratch her head and explain to me why things had to be done they way they were done. If you'd ask her a question she'd contemplate, by putting her head sideways back and forth, giving her answer as if she were learning it too for the very first time. Her eyebrows would lift as if she was surprised I asked such questions lol
She tried teaching my Mom but my Mom couldn't learn. My Mom was into cooking, which they were not. I also am not a good cook lol Just the cleaning before and after the cooking is enough to make me think, why do I need all this mess?

My aunt learned from her and they both made some pretty nice stuff.
I learned from them lol
I don't know why I didn't continue.
I think cause it was because after a few jobs, I had a lot of pin pricks in my finger tips lol
In the end both my Gramma and Aunt told my Mom I had golden hands. What ever I did, it always came out.
This was a nice compliment to me, coming from the two of them.

I think I'd like to try the cross stitch pictures they sell to frame. They should not be very hard to do.
I have two boys so always think about doing things in two's and threes just in case they want anything when I am gone to remember me by.

More projects to think about while finishing my second sockette.
lol

We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give.- Winston Churchill
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Cardboard Tip #3

If you're gardening in a weedy area, lay sheets of cardboard over the area. Wet the cardboard thoroughly, then spread 2-3 inches of organic material, followed by gardening soil. Wait about 2 weeks for any grass or weeds to die, then plant.


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I can't seem to blog today as they have a box to say you are human but it has no letters in it to copy and without them you can't continue to comment. Hope they fix it soon.

Have A Great Day every one.:)

Saturday, August 6, 2011

What Women Want




I remember the Beaver Cleaver days when it was easy to please a woman.
Buy her perfume, a gorgeous neglige for a special occasion, make up, nice shoes or slippers a pair of evening gloves, a nice hat, broaches earrings and necklaces.....
No matter how poor girls were they always managed to look like a million bucks because of the way they presented themselves.
My Mom would always look good for my Dad when he would come home from work and it always made him happy.
Todays woman is different.She is a lot more out going relaxed and wears clothes to please herself. Going to church today does not require elegance. You get away with
pant suits, comfortable low healed shoes or athletic wear. The hair sports easy to manage cuts and hats are mostly knitted .
Todays' woman is comfortable wearing baseball caps and has no real need for make up or even fancy jewelry which tattoos and piercings have replaced. Hair is never gray and thanks to technology, teeth stay pearly white.

So what do women want?

Well .......every woman sometimes needs a treat to be the beautiful girl she was born to be so nothing is passe today. This is what makes todays' woman exciting and even mysterious because she can be many people in one.

She can be a lady one day, a sportswoman another, a role model the third, jack of all trades , dancer, or even a good time girl and be the better for it.

Growing up under my Mom's straight lace influence,I remember her telling me, when you go to university, you will see the light and doors opening up for you.
So I went in with eyes wide open and sure enough she was right.

I remember going to listen to a gay lecture, thinking it was a gathering about people learning how
to make life fun. My friend and I both left laughing when we found out how dumb we were.We entering with our little brown bag sandwiches and left early trying to wear those bags over our heads .lol
We saw so many gay people that day who were so different from the nice people we knew personally, that it was kinda intimidating to find out they were all not so nice.We saw and heard a lot of ugliness in that hour.

I remember reading the women libber books and they were very mind expanding.
They spoke of bra burning and told every young lady that just because she was religious and
straight laced, she was nevertheless a whore just like any street woman. After reading these books, street women could not be judged anymore. They were free, liberated.
They put every woman on the same road going in the same direction, but it made judging every good girl a right in itself.

The significance of this info forced every girl to sit down and question herself and and who she was.
"Am I a whore?" "Rubbish! There certainly is a difference."

They told everyone that sex was a natural need and every one normal needed to have it.
Were they saying if you were not sex crazed and practiced self control, you were not normal?
Yes, they did.

Those books were so liberating that they destroyed the beautiful image of being a wife and Mother and always loving kids, I found the liberation as well as the disrespect both inviting and confusing.
It was not only men who were being bashed and led to confusion with respect to women but also the women bashed with respect to men, in those days.

Liberation cost every woman plenty because it did put all of us on the same plane.
I liked the equality with respect to jobs and equal pay for equal work, but the rest of it was questionable.

Women could never be men. Taking Shotokan Karate proved this to me as I saw fists coming closer to my face, faster and with more power than I could ever muster.lol It got me to brown belt but afterwards my face and teeth became more important to me lol

And although women think faster and ahead because of this,it made them seem smarter.But once you marry and the role changes into being a Mother which takes up most of your time, men are needed to carry on for what now becomes a loving family with precious chicks to keep you on the right track.

Todays' world changed again and society is forcing people into a two income, survival mode and even then it can be difficult.
The result we see today in lack of jobs, housing, money leaving the country, disrespect between men and women,women with no
Mother instincts, destruction of traditional families because the spiritual needs people need in marriages has left and children suffering from ADD etc.... because they are not allowed to grow and explore naturally but forced to fight into a world they do not understand and pressured to accept it as someone else perceives it.
If you never had something, as they say, you never miss it but should not this be your decision to make and not instructed into you before you have a chance to learn about what made this world what it is today?Today they replaced one form of force with another and changed norms
from one kind of torture to another.
Where does psychological torture to survive fit in, in todays world, as families are being economically bashed ?

All the missing links children are being raised with today, will affect life and living in the future.
Education is different from instruction.

So I sigh because looking back, my eyes had been opened as my parents said they would be but I loved living in the innocent world I lost because of it and am grateful they gave me a time to know innocence enough to want it for my children. Isn't this what love means?

Life never allows man to be the creature he was meant to be.
Either wars destroy people and their spirits or politics and life in general.
I guess women libers were right in one thing.
We are all put on the same plate no matter who we are or where.
People are not perfect. We all make mistakes and live in our own hell.
Inspite of all of this, we all like to be recognized as humans trying to be better, trying to do the right thing, in spite of everything.

So what do women want?
Looking back, I think we are no different from any other human.
We all want peace, food, shelter and most of all, love.

Blessed are those who can experience the blush of a pink rose, and be able to pass it forward to future generations.


Have a great day!

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Petals So Delicate


While the world is in turmoil, my flower blooms
With petals so delicate as to make angels swoon
Transparent, a soft light envelopes them
and allows us to wonder, while under its' spell.
A beautiful flower blooms in the dawn
While the world continues to plunder
Under a wailers' song.
A Lady's Life.

My poor flowers keep blooming year after year all on their own.
and surprise me every time.
I try to buy the wild varieties since they require the least amount of care.
Some gardner I am lol

Today William and Kate are arriving, in a Canadian airplane, used to jet the Prime Minister.
With England waging protests over pensions and having to work an extra year to get them,
I guess England cannot afford their own plane to fly Royalty anymore. lol
Gorgeous William is being protected as he is Englands' prized English Rose, inheriting his Moms' foot steps. His beautiful wife Kate, helps as well. She is HOT!
The rest of the world is haggling over the cost of living and bankruptcy while the rich are still helping people spend.
So apart from all the mumbo jumbo people are being fed,
Where is all the money?
As one greek man said, spending has to be stopped.
Thank fully Kate an Wills 9 day trip will not cost very much but make a lot of people happy.

Have a great day! ;)

Friday, March 25, 2011

One Rose





One Rose for Unconditional Love
One Rose For Financial Wealth
One for Everlasting Happiness
Several for Success
One for Knowledge
One for Beauty, inner and outer
Many for Family
One for Honesty
And the last one for a long and healthy life

May you all have a Happy Sunday!!
:)

Saturday, July 24, 2010

A Little Breath of Purity

A bouquet of perfect roses
A son's fragile symbol of love,
to a Mom , whose life he has become.

A bouquet of white roses
received with grace and tears
and forever treasured by a loving heart that's true.

A bouquet of roses aged with time
Etched and wrinkled,
yet perfect, beyond perfection
Such a love, cannot grow old or blind.

And when these roses, lie upon her breast
on that final of all days
she'll take with her, a little breath of purity
a gift, from the greatest gift of all.

A Lady's Life



Thursday, April 15, 2010

The Violated Rose



If Roses gave away their beauty
Violated and the thorns all torn
They just become some dried out flower
With head hung low in shame

If Roses gave away their glory
The majesty that perfumes the air
If they were torn and then uprooted
They would stand head hung low, in shame.

If Roses gave away their beauty
If they discarded their mystic way
They would become a common flower
To use to brighten up a day.

If Roses gave away their beauty
Loves symbol would be forever lost
For man would lose his art of romance
His heart of passion, for a prickly thorn.

If Roses lost their beauty
Love would be difficult to define
The garden is so full of flowers
But none, for a heart refined.

So men protect the Roses
Perfume your candles with their scent
Don’t touch the thorns
For they’ll prick your passions
Enrich your lives to the very end.

If Roses gave away their beauty
And grew without a thorny stem
They just become a forlorn flower
The death of passion and of love.
:)ALADY'SLIFE

This poem depicts the sanctity of love and how precious and delicate it is
The rose is not just any flower, its the one you choose to demonstrate your inner most feelings, prone to humiliation and pain. The thorns are to waken the passion you wish to live your life,
with the person of your choosing.The Rose must never be violated by the breaking of the thorns:)

Ralph Waldo Emerson
He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.