tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21842913303854834272024-02-19T10:56:09.462-06:00Penniwigs: Free Graphics, Printables, Paper Fun, Lore and MoreFree fun printables for crafters, teachers, and decorating. Musings, remarks, philosophizing, Facebook graphics, folklore, and more. Lovely Happy Birthday graphics for Facebook that are unique and pretty. Recipes that are actually GOOD. Chitchat, remembering olden days, and folk lore. Easy to print tags for every holiday, including Christmas, Valentines, St. Patrick's Day, Fourth of July, Halloween, and Thanksgiving. Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.comBlogger123125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-79052627983549640162021-11-07T21:49:00.003-06:002021-11-07T21:49:46.113-06:00Freebies and Nonsense Continues at New Blog!<p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Still carrying a torch for blogging! And for free tag sets now and again!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Visit me at <a href="http://www.TheMerryNeedle.com">www.TheMerryNeedle.com</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Is a renaissance of blogging occurring? I hope so!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">BBB -- Bring Blogging Back!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kind regards,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">The Olde Dame, Holly </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl32oZDO-UDb1tMCM5P-IM4_pwlUubJ3MzbHVXN3qsysxiGSv4BIb8b38tY5ZBVY6b11p2mkYDg6VzzJBmRiHxzYxTR2n1WB2axfT38sWjDczTk0hXty8VsS3xC-RG2MdkIkb3B6XZUO4/s2048/fallpecans2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="fall leaves in pecan grove 2021" border="0" data-original-height="1301" data-original-width="2048" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl32oZDO-UDb1tMCM5P-IM4_pwlUubJ3MzbHVXN3qsysxiGSv4BIb8b38tY5ZBVY6b11p2mkYDg6VzzJBmRiHxzYxTR2n1WB2axfT38sWjDczTk0hXty8VsS3xC-RG2MdkIkb3B6XZUO4/w400-h254/fallpecans2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <br /><p></p>Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-78896423403575220382020-11-19T11:14:00.008-06:002021-11-07T21:42:46.427-06:00New Free Printables Up on New Blog!<p>Halloo dearies, drop by the <b>new blog</b> when you get a chance. There are lots of new free printable collage/tag/journal sheets up during the past few weeks. This is the latest:</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm25Hx5sqlYNnNfUD_w-Wvc2OI3mvM6mP62XhCiGpggh4Jahu0R-hUxTPoRp7DnPYU3WI8H7RM6-dmTeDf16UHlFacvQ12n-_pix1I7Mytw6I8utRIzIZWvP9Nqt4-mvkFDURJXDR7T_4/s2048/pinkXmas_TwoTagsHighlighted.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="free pink christmas tags printable digital" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1757" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm25Hx5sqlYNnNfUD_w-Wvc2OI3mvM6mP62XhCiGpggh4Jahu0R-hUxTPoRp7DnPYU3WI8H7RM6-dmTeDf16UHlFacvQ12n-_pix1I7Mytw6I8utRIzIZWvP9Nqt4-mvkFDURJXDR7T_4/w344-h400/pinkXmas_TwoTagsHighlighted.jpg" width="344" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>DON'T try to save the images below. Google shrinks them! Go to the NEW BLOG and get use the LINKS there! They are stored in the Google "cloud" and the links are safe.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Click <a href="http://www.themerryneedle.com" target="_blank"><span style="color: #990000;">HERE</span></a><a href="http://www.themerryneedle.com" target="_blank"> </a>for the new blog! <br /></b></span></p><p>There are several free Thanksgiving sets up, too, published sometime in the last few weeks. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5uERWJDSlorgY0tT1cuyjT4wiwhW5w6VMWpLhzFXtdNhODznwilK4_Ekk8WSWBlfYci00Gd_UebEoqW_GPwcnz2RINIBkLwdb175RFtOkP1mNlk-nWghyphenhyphenF6rWzsqvgXVSgPIW86L0kj8/s2048/thankfulfree.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1598" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5uERWJDSlorgY0tT1cuyjT4wiwhW5w6VMWpLhzFXtdNhODznwilK4_Ekk8WSWBlfYci00Gd_UebEoqW_GPwcnz2RINIBkLwdb175RFtOkP1mNlk-nWghyphenhyphenF6rWzsqvgXVSgPIW86L0kj8/s320/thankfulfree.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0aVmi6Rrme_xzXtllYjLViE0H2VFpJqCY9apDR6PFdJSjMk1sT8zPsVHRTlIPcoMNJGDNASv-seq5MYfID7UpCWCYX81TMnjHDRwATqkoTCWZ4oFktg_f9Vfy6pWzjL8UxnmLlO-nbGA/s2048/202TgivingFreeTgivWishes.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1598" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0aVmi6Rrme_xzXtllYjLViE0H2VFpJqCY9apDR6PFdJSjMk1sT8zPsVHRTlIPcoMNJGDNASv-seq5MYfID7UpCWCYX81TMnjHDRwATqkoTCWZ4oFktg_f9Vfy6pWzjL8UxnmLlO-nbGA/s320/202TgivingFreeTgivWishes.png" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi24RrY-fDsbtBHsMalHpUTIXK24tUsT84dMeBpIDVak8SQMZujXAETZvjdx1e387wf4oVCLaj2VTpKVoR-vOCxlNLVKwhgEHd_qyZFJvEyfaZLdRIESsdj5q4eILbF5LFfW5JrSeueAhs/s2048/2020jarsTGIVING.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi24RrY-fDsbtBHsMalHpUTIXK24tUsT84dMeBpIDVak8SQMZujXAETZvjdx1e387wf4oVCLaj2VTpKVoR-vOCxlNLVKwhgEHd_qyZFJvEyfaZLdRIESsdj5q4eILbF5LFfW5JrSeueAhs/s320/2020jarsTGIVING.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p>Thank'ee! See you at the new blog, <a href="http://www.themerryneedle.com" target="_blank"><span style="color: #990000;"><b>The Merry Needle</b></span></a>.<br /></p>Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-31793451493052697162020-09-23T16:17:00.012-05:002021-11-07T21:44:25.769-06:00New Blog! Come One, Come All<p>Free tags, patterns, and nonsense!</p><p> Ah, so much has changed since this blog was active, both on a personal level and even a worldwide level. I needed a change. Life's been tough, but we each have to keep on keepin' on. Grief and trouble steal enough from humans - we must persevere!<br /></p><p>So, I've started anew! Click<a href="http://www.themerryneedle.com" target="_blank"><span style="color: #660000;"> HERE</span></a> to visit my new blog, The Merry Needle at <a href="http://www.TheMerryNeedle.com">www.TheMerryNeedle.com</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.themerryneedle.com" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="231" data-original-width="706" height="105" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09CjmYN5MRxCY13OgzuXSzF4RFluHpTZSlZCxb4QDQECzhxIg_kYp9nNtJBDKIDcepuPFGVHni-WH_PQpTEZaZOe5KfNLf3fPjAlGeAefezIrusUEZiW6wPxmNI6T_z4JVuaOpWc_WMA/w320-h105/themerryneedleHeaderAutumn_CLICKME.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>After 30 years, I've picked up needle and thread and begun to embroider again. And to continue with crafting and graphic design in the primitive and colonial style. <br /></p><p>Hope to see you there...<br /></p>Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-16297236372103126132016-03-20T00:00:00.000-05:002016-03-20T00:00:09.398-05:00Opposites: Bright and Cheery Orange and Blue Floral Tags<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Color opposites - I love them in the garden or a bouquet. Red and green, orange and blue, yellow and purple: Beautiful!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Why is it that in the garden, no color combination seems tacky? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here is a quick tag set with two finishes, one of them a bit strange, both PNGs for best image quality. Just click, click again to blow up and examine, then right-click if you wish to save. Only click on the "P" if you are pinning it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">How I love the smell of fresh lilacs, fruit tree blossoms, and other harbingers of spring!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here is a little tag set to brighten a gift, pin board, or scrapbook page.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A queen bee has ventured out on the last tag. She is looking for a quiet place to start a new hive. I wish Her Majesty much luck. Bees are wonderful creatures.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As always, thank you for stopping by. Click, right click, and save or print. Or use the "P" to Pin!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ah, the strange and wonderful fancy of the artists of yesterday. Children's faces in flowers was a favorite subject of painters of postcards, and here are some examples, made into tags for scrapbooking, decorating, or tying to a plant or basket for Easter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Many speak of the cute faces pansies have, and they do. They look rather like puppies to me, or Persian cats with their flat faces.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was a difficult process to make a lithograph in those days, so the fanciful creations surprise me. I would have thought only safe and bland images would have been commissioned, but no, weird subjects abound. </span><br />
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Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-47249189607779864902016-03-17T00:00:00.000-05:002016-03-17T16:07:24.308-05:00The Dogs and Their Pear Tree<br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">When we moved into our present house many years ago, the back yard had an old, but prolific, pear tree. And we had two middle-aged dogs, a black Labrador named Gracie and a mutt named Twinkie, who was allegedly half-Golden Retriever. Never were two dogs closer friends, with our Lab being the leader, and our mutt being her loyal sidekick.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">When the pear would bloom, Gracie would start looking up at it each day, very carefully. As soon as she saw any wee pearlets beginning, she would circle and bark at them. As they grew, she would continue to eye them and bark. And as soon as they began to ripen, she would stand and stare at the one she wanted, barking furiously until it was picked and handed to her. Twinkie always stood by, curled tail wiggling over her back, politely waiting for her pear, too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The years passed, and the tradition of observing the pear tree closely continued, and as more and more time passed, both the dogs and the tree became weaker. Finally one last autumn, when both dogs were 16 years old and had eaten the last of the pears, they declined rapidly. They died within minutes of each other, Gracie carefully watching over Twinkie until she was safe, and then dying herself, after weakly shaking hands with our vets, who had rushed over to help. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">And the pear died, too, and like our precious dogs, never saw another spring. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We have their urns, and we tell our new rescues, Sophie and Piglet, all about their older "sisters." One of the joys of my life has been rescuing animals, and our newest rescue, Piglet, not even here a week, already has a special place in my heart. He is disabled. It's a labor of love for that dog to haul his tiny self to his feet and totter over to us dragging a leg damaged from being caught in a chain for months. But he always does get up, "burbling" and smiling and tiny corkscrew tail shaking. I know some people feel they cannot "replace" one animal with another, and we didn't, but we did rescue these dogs in honor of Gracie and Twinkie.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I've written before about my mother's mother, my Granny. Her garden was a wonder, and I bet the few commercial nurseries that remain today would love to have had some of her cultivars. She had everything from common monkeygrass to rare and wild specimens, including wild azalea trees and wild grapes, and more than a few bulbs I have never seen anywhere since. Her arbors were festooned with both perennials and annuals, with Spanish Flag and Cypress Vine climbing all over the passionflowers. I can remember her fussing over Mr. Lincoln, the deep red rose that was never as robust as she had hoped. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This little collage shows just a tiny fraction of the plants from my childhood: Spirea Vanhouttei, scented geraniums, tallow tree berries, loquats (colloquially called "Japanese Plum") with their double seeds, and the unreal color and metallic shine of beautyberry.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Are gardens and gardening less popular now than a few decades ago? Or does it only seem so to me, because I know of no one who really gardens much, and I live in a particularly barren part of the desert? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I think there is more emphasis now on food gardening, and less on specimen trees and flowers, perhaps because yards have shrunk. My neighbor's yard is so shallow that they can't park their truck in their own driveway. It hangs out into the street. Free time is a rare commodity now, too. Most women work outside the home. Multi-generational households are back up percentage-wise, but everyone's working or in school. Gardens take time, especially in the "establishing" phase.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I miss the colorful catalogs of yesteryear (and how I wish I had kept a few circa 1970!): Burpees, Gurney's, Park's, and the "newcomers" decades ago, Seymour's Selected Seeds (we called it "Lady Seymour's Seeds") and Johnny's from Maine. I would almost tremble with excitement when they would arrive in winter and I'd make my choices. And the choices seemed limitless, with variety after variety filling the pages. I guess they are now on the Internet, and I've seen rare, strange, and fantastical seeds for sale on Ebay. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I think it's time for me to stop looking back at the heyday of the seed catalog, and start looking ahead. Even if the gardens of my youth have disappeared, perhaps I can plant a garden for my old age, with all the old favorites in it, and some of those new seeds from Ebay, too!</span>Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-76530806787003274052016-03-15T00:00:00.000-05:002016-03-15T00:00:27.693-05:00DIY: Make a "Bunny Munch" Jar<br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've been making little (and big) Bunny Munch Jars for some friends and co-workers who could use a little lift. It's easy, and it's a good way to use up some of my canning jars!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These can be made as healthy or as candy-laden as you wish. I have started eating a lot of Jordan almonds - delicious and healthy, too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Take your clean, very dry jar, and pull off some strands of edible Easter grass. Curl them around your hand and place in the bottom of the jar.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>HINT</b>: If you don't have edible Easter grass, a good work-around is to take a handful of <b>regular basket grass</b> and put it in a plain baggie. Twist the baggie shut and place in jar, twisted side down, so that it doesn't open. If you're out of baggies, use a piece of plastic wrap.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Add in the goodies you want the recipient to have. I advise eating any and all "odd" looking pieces of candy. You know, the more I looked, the odder they looked, so I had to eat quite a few. *wink*</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Optional:</b> Hang a tag from the neck of the jar, or tie some raffia or a ribbon around it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>DECORATION HINT:</b> If you have a plastic or china bunny or fluffy chick, put a glue dot or some hot glue and glue it to the top of the lid! I often use a little salt shaker for my top decoration.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was going for a rustic look, but the lid from the jar just pulled right off (and darned if it wasn't a new jar), so I hunted up a pink lid and went with that. There's no way to do these wrong!</span>Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-66561103139732807252016-03-14T00:00:00.000-05:002016-03-16T14:45:54.588-05:00Bunnies, Bunnies Everywhere - Free Printable Tags for Easter Baskets<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">These images are from a piece of old wrapping paper, featuring anthropomorphic bunnies enjoying spring with their friends, the butterflies.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Did you remember to "Spring forward" yesterday? I was finally used to real time - now that dratted Daylight Savings Time is here again! When I lived in Tucson, we didn't have to bother with it - Arizona sensibly keeps it on real time all year long! </span><br />
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Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-41608666256797327062016-03-13T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-13T09:17:06.650-05:00Vintage Strawberries and Vintage Memories of Them<br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I love strawberries. I love everything about them: The leaves, the little flowers, the seeds a la Fibonacci, and of course, the taste.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">When I lived in Arkansas, we lived on quite a bit of acreage, and on the banks of the creek that chuckled by the house, tens of thousands of wild strawberries grew. They were tiny, tiny berries, coming after yellow blossoms (the commercial berry and man-bred berry has a white one), and the taste is indescribable, except to say they were the "truest" strawberry flavor on earth.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I love a wild yard and houses set in the midst of it. Oh, not an unkempt city yard, but a natural yard, where nature wasn't scraped up by a bulldozer and remade in some cheap contractor's plastic vision of non-native plants set among swaths of sad lawn. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">One place I lived was out in the country, up in the far Northwest, somewhat free of the idiotic regulations of town life -- somewhat. I didn't plant a lawn, much to the horror of my neighbors. I planted Dutch Clover, and never had to mow. My neighbors complained, sneered, threatened to<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> contact "authorities</span>," and then followed suit in "clovering" their land. I had creeping wintergreen all over, too. The dogs' feet smelled delicious after they were outside.</span><br />
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<br />Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-33456733034412006672016-03-12T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-15T15:17:37.584-05:00Happy Saturday from Hilda and Me!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hilda is the creation of artist Duane Bryers. Hilda's doing what I ought to do, if these old knees would just cooperate. I love her tummy in this painting. Why doesn't my tummy look as good? We're about the same size. That's what a few extra decades will do to a gal.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What says "spring" more than frolicking lambs?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Lambs are one of those things that actually were never a part of my childhood in the Coastal South, but are deep, deep in my psyche. The seasons and traditions, foods, sights and smells of England and New England are firmly entrenched there, through the world of reading and from my early education. We didn't have leaves turning in autumn, or lambs being born in spring, in our world, but that was the stuff of our lives, somehow. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Years spent in many strange places has done nothing to erase that early imprinting of what the seasons "should be."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In a small city about two hours east of here, lambs are part of their world, and more so in the past. San Angelo still has many thousands of sheep. I always felt sorry for them, in their heavy fleeces, stuck in an arid and blazing hot place far from the rolling hills that are perhaps in their instinctual memories.</span><br />
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Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-90556421414363977352016-03-10T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-10T00:00:17.635-06:00Free Printable Children's Easter Bookmarks<br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I think a book tucked into an Easter basket would be just the thing. It could even be one of those sugary sweet stories, so as to keep with the theme of candies and confections.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Children's literature, in my day, was filled with frightening, sobering, and sad scenarios. I wonder if it's the same with "young adult" literature today. Even as far back as third grade, the books had many an unsettling theme. <i>Black Beauty</i>, <i>Beautiful Joe</i>, and <i>My Friend Flicka</i> were all quite tough on the tender mind. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">And here are some bookmarks to go with the book! Big bookmarks for little hands.</span><br />
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<br />Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-28025627205937927892016-03-09T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-09T16:29:45.089-06:00On Being An Automaton at Work, and A Big Hilda<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Despite the nonsense that too often defines my workplace, I really enjoy going to work and work in general. As the receptionist at a billion-dollar company, I chit-chat with those who pass by my desk and come to our office. It's usually just surface, meaningless pleasantries, but sometimes a caller or visitor or co-worker has something weighty on their mind, and I hear it. And sometimes we get a maniac and I have to press the "silent alarm" that summons the police, and try to keep the person from doing something extra-stupid until they arrive.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The reception desk reminds me of a confessional. I keep many, many secrets for the company, and a few of my own. One secret is that I do not like everyone I work with, but I feel that no one can tell who I like and who I greatly dislike. I strive for a combination of being both bland and bubbly, and I know when to stay silent and when to call out a cheerful hello to someone passing. Or so I hope.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Each day brings a different set of remarks that I trot out, dozens upon dozens upon dozens of times.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mondays tend towards asking people if they had a pleasant weekend, or if they did whatever it was they had told me they were going to do back on Friday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Tuesdays are all about how it isn't Monday anymore.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Wednesday has its share of hump-day remarks, and I'm known for anxiously asking people "how are you holding up?" I don't know how that got started, but they love it, from the high to the low. People are strange.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Thursday I call "Friday Eve," and "Not not long now" is my stock remark.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Friday is "TGIF," "Yay Friday," and "What plans do you have for the weekend?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My work persona is bought and paid for, and they want me cheerful, motherly, interested in discussing the weather, and smiling gently. Interestingly to me, and a bit insultingly, no one ever asks anything
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Since it's Hump Day, might as well post something for those who do dread the day. Big Hilda, the creation of artist Duane Bryers, is always good for a HEARTFELT smile! This Hilda is one of my absolute favorites. Just everything about the scene speaks to me and makes a lump in my throat. I have a vintage bike very much like Hilda's, but turquoise blue.</span><br />
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<br />Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-37831926939710915532016-03-08T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-08T00:00:22.670-06:00Rustic Easter Hang Tags - <br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Many of my prim friends love the grungy, well-loved rustic look, and simple designs. Sometimes simple is just the thing!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span>Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-23202577004398388072016-03-07T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-07T10:02:48.257-06:00Olden Day Fabrics, and Primitive Hare Ticking Tags for Easter<br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ticking - I love the name! Such an old fabric, woven to keep down feathers from escaping from mattresses and pillows. It's interesting to me how certain fabrics and weaves were gussied up with a traditional design, just for the beauty of it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Few people know the difference between material types and weaves any longer. I guess it's just not necessary. For example, many think twill and satin are fabrics, not weaves. They are distinctive weave styles and can be made from many different types of threads. And even the threads have different names and types - combed, twisted, and so on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Something I miss very much is batiste for nightgowns. Even at the more "high-end" stores, batiste is missing in the lingerie departments. Perhaps this is not true in Europe or the Northeast, as I don't have access to those stores. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I always had beautiful batiste nightgowns, usually in palest shell pink, when I was a young woman. They were often finished with a small smocked panel at the neckline. Batiste de soie is how they were known: Exquistely soft and light, but opaque. It seems to me that not only has society been quite coarsened, but the objects we use have become so, too.</span><br />
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Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-20573496260407189692016-03-06T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-06T00:00:17.705-06:00"Chocolate" Easter Banner to Print<br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Here is a simple triangle banner or bunting that spells out "Easter" and has a few bunnies to add if you like. The letters are a chocolately brown color. I don't know about you, but I'll take all the chocolate I can get.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It takes two letter-sized sheets to print out "Easter," and an extra if you want the bunnies.</span><br />
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<br />Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-71465009949773239622016-03-05T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-05T08:09:57.006-06:00Shabby Spring Bulbs Tags / Mini Banner Set<br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">One of the most wonderful parts of spring, for me, is the profusion of bulbs that come up after their long sleep in the cold soil.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Before our long drought out in West Texas, certain bulbs would bloom from year to year in this area. Our first year after moving here, we were delighted when narcissus popped up and turned the entire front hedge into a show-stopping cloud of yellow. I interplanted muscari (grape hyacinths) in with them, and the blue and yellow were even prettier. The small muscari is a tough and under-appreciated bulb, but <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">being a short plant, keep it in the very fro<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">nt</span></span>.</span><br />
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Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-56602792296880155822016-03-04T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-05T08:18:33.416-06:00Pinch-Crazy Prevention: St. Pat's Clovers to Cut Out and Wear<br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At work, they are frankly pinch crazy on St. Patrick's Day. If you are so unfortunate to forget to wear green that day, you will receive many a sharp pinch, with some loving to pinch more than once, and people coming down from other floors to search out more victims.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here are some little graphics to print out and have handy if you, too, might encounter some people who are prone to imitate crabs. I am not a "pincher," and <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">really dislike the birthday "tradition" of <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">"a pinch to grown an inch." Maybe that's why I have grown ever rounder - all those pinches.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Work is hectic. With so many getting the ax, those left are frantically training those hired to replace them. Don't ask me how they even have the heart to do it. For every person "let go" because of the economy, supposedly, they have hired two in their place. Hunh?!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The competent people were fired, the incompetents left could not pick up the slack, and then young people were hired to replace the orginal, good workers. Since the young people they hired lack good work ethics, they don't keep up with the work and don't really have the skills to do so, or the brains to care. So, another young person is hired, too, to help the helper. We have assistants with assistants with assistants now, all of them so self-important that I've actually had them call me to come "look for their cell phone" or "bring a bottle of water" or "put this letter into an envelope." Now, this isn't to denigrate all young people, but the <b><i>particular</i></b> bunch they hired are dreadfully immature and unpleasant.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It's all going to topple down soon, but I'm just working, keeping my head down, and wondering about the ways of this crazy world. <b>And I sure hope the new hires forget to wear green March 17th.</b></span><br />
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<br />Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-56232796227368710022016-03-03T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-03T00:00:17.366-06:00 Shabby Bunny and Chick Tags / Banner Pieces for Easter <br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I had all kinds of ideas for a fun post, but by the time I'm off work, done with dinner, laundry, pets and other chores, I usually draw a blank and post an image with little chitchat. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'll share that I have heard two songs that I had never heard before, and now I listen to them again and again on Youtube. These songs are so pretty! One is "Come Down from the Tree," and the other is "Seasons of Love." I heard both at a memorial service this past Sunday. The singers sounded professional, and indeed they were, being musical theater people. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have a singing voice that is banned in 52 countries. It's not just untrained; it's horrid. But I often sing despite its sound, when no one is around. My father had a fantastic singing voice, and could whistle and yodel beautifully.</span><br />
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<br />Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-22479710657383807072016-03-02T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-02T00:00:05.442-06:00Loopy Voting Lines and Some Pretty Easter Clock Tags to Print!<br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Yesterday I voted in the Texas primary. I tried to pick an off-the-path polling place, but they all were packed. It had what I call a "Disneyland Line." That's a line that at first appears somewhat reasonable, but the longer you inch along, the more you find out that it isn't. There were hidden loops of about 50 people per loop all along the length of it, and although the ballot was short, people took quite a bit of time with it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I stood about 35 minutes before my turn. It was not disabled-friendly at all.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Here are some "tapestry" tags featuring Easter motifs. Might be fun to print out! JPEG and PNG versions are posted.</span><br />
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<br />Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-60732006292235431792016-03-01T00:00:00.000-06:002016-03-01T00:00:18.271-06:00Vintage-Style Easter Postcards to Print<br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Here is a set of three vintage-image "postcards" for decorating - but you could also actually mail them, too, if printed on cardstock.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Back in the 1960's and 1970's, pen-pals were common. One of my classmates had a pen-pal from Japan. Now, I guess that the Internet has rendered pen-and-paper correspondence with pen-pals quite obsolete. I do think the Internet has given a great boost out of loneliness for many who crave connection, with literally millions who might possible become a modern-day pen-pal. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Blog visiting is certainly a type of connection reminiscent of friendship through correspondence. Like actual pen-pals, some are good about the give-and-take of communication, and some are very poor. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span>Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-89600187160059815262016-02-29T00:00:00.000-06:002016-02-29T00:00:00.156-06:00Monday Morning Blahs? Hilda to the Rescue!<br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Being a very introspective and quiet person, I spend a lot of time in the realm of imagination. Daily, I write chapters, mentally, of various scenarios. One that I revisit often is imaging that Hilda is a real person, and I think of many adventures for her. I also spend a lot of time in the Hogwarts realm.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Dwayne Bryers, the artist who created and painted Hilda, is, of course, the source of her personality. I just take off from there. Maybe I'll have Hilda visit Hogwarts during my next flight of fancy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Here is another of my favorite Hildas, and I hope you enjoy it this Monday morning. Looks like Hilda wanted to catch the last of the snow, with unfortunate results.</span><br />
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<br />Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2184291330385483427.post-570071586140408442016-02-28T00:00:00.000-06:002016-02-28T09:54:15.388-06:00DIY: Turn A Metal Trellis Into A Message Center<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I have long admired many of the metal climbing guides I find out in the garden centers of stores, and even in Hobby Lobby. They have elongated metal stakes to push into the soil, and the idea is that you place them near a seedling, and it will be "trained" to grow up the trellis or guide.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Out here in West Texas, the drought has put an end to my gardening. Our ground water is so salty some people are raising shrimp in it, and unlike the wealthy oil families, I can't have water trucked in. So I have another use for those small metal trellises.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My husband has made me little tables from cedar fence boards. I asked him if he could drill some holes and let me place the trellis legs down in the holes. Then I could use my little clothespins to hold notes, cards, and other paper goods in place.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He got out his drill -- the same drill he bought 40 years ago for 25 cents at a yard sale and repaired (he can fix anything) -- and drilled me the holes. Then I placed the legs of the trellis into them and had an instant "memory board," "pin board," or "message center," whatever you call it. <b>Click the <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">collage (not on the "P") to make it bigger.</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My little trellis is made of mini chicken wire, and I got it from Hobby Lobby for $3.50. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I have quite a few of those padded fabric ribbon boards at home, and they get constant use. I needed another place to put my mementoes and messages, and the trellis just fit the bill. I'm putting my bills that are due on it, so I see them and don't forget about them, and a few sprigs of fake flowers, for cheer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Tomorrow, I'm going to string up some pretty sea-blue twine, and use the clothespins to clip paper items to it. That won't be a "working message center," but rather something to use to display seasonal paper wares.</span>Olde Dame Penniwighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871888334179316997noreply@blogger.com5