Blogging For Scrapbookers

Prompt 2

How much to share.
I think when I consider what to share on my blog, common sense is my guide. I think it is a very difficult thing to balance wanting to be open & honest and talk from the heart and remembering to type in code. I have to confess to being absolutely hopeless at consistency! I just, simply, forget.
We have a system at work that involves red crosses, yellow dots, purple lines, Oh I do try, honest I do but I fail every time.
I try to make my pictures all look the same, size or shape or overlay… hopeless!
Headings, now there’s a thing that drives my husband mad! if I have heading one in one post and bold in another, I can hear the intake of breath! Still at least I know when he has read the blog.
In my work I am very circumspect about what I tell people about myself. I think that it is a survival thing with me, I can’t support people through difficult times If I can’t be completely detached from them.
When I talk with people I can be more measured in what I talk about but when I write/type, everything in my mind just pours onto the page! I would never make a crime or mystery writer, I would give the plot away in the first paragraph.

Journalling reads
Just another “Why?”
I remember teaching my son the names of the birds as we walked the dog along our local beach.
It was in the spring when the black headed gulls still had their winter markings, a black spot over their eyes.
We were watching the herring gulls gliding on the wind, the black headed gulls were standing in the surf.
“Do you see these gulls with the black spot over their eyes? They are the black headed gulls.
“Why are they called black headed when they aren’t?”
“Just now they still have their winter markings, in a few months they will all have a beautiful black head” I said.
“ How do they know when to change their outfits?” said my lad who was, and still is, clothes mad!

I thought about Shimelle’s prompt and made this page, then I went back and took out the names of the people and the place.
Definitely something for me to learn here.
The page is not finished because I just can’t work out how to do what I want to do. I’ll get back to it.

Blogging For Scrapbookers

Prompt 1

Shimelle’s new class started on Monday this week. As usual I am days behind!
Blogging and Scrapbooking, Well I eventually got the blog up and running but the scrapbooking fell by the way side. I am hopeless at keeping up with the forum, as you can see, its the 24th, class started on 21st! Hey Ho, that’s me.
I don’t have my stash available to me just now so I decided to learn photoshop and try digital scrapbooking. Something else I said I would never do! Does that happen to you?
“today we’ll start simply with a blog post and perhaps a scrapbook page with our intentions for this project…”

I have had this template long before I knew how to use them, I was going to ‘lift’ it as a LO for another one of my lists but never got ’round to it. Today I have put my new skills to use and made a LO using photoshop with my shopping list of what I hope this class will help me achieve! If I get to the forum as well I may give myself a badge!!

LO 2P’s Queen of Quirk

Project 365

Week 11

The visit to Westonbirt Arboritum came about because I seemed to be in a fog that I couldn’t see beyond, I was restless, I hadn’t slept well for days so needed to ‘get away from the house’ fortunately the weather was lovely on Saturday.
I knew you could take the dog into the Arboritum, Paul wasn’t keen on going but I think he saw the desperation in my face!
Westonbirt Arboritum is was such a lovely place to spend time in. It is quiet, you can walk anywhere, no barriers of fences or notices that begin with ‘Don’t…’ or ‘No…”
I love trees, their shape and their strength which I knew we would see as they are just waking from their winter. I am not so good at their names but every tree there has an identification label on!
I didn’t know that Westonbirt has the national collection of Japanese Acers which Paul loves. I bought him a gorgeous red one for our last wedding anniversary.
The dog loved it of course, it was doggy heaven! We met lovely friendly people that made me feel alive again. As a bonus Paul loved it too and we have planned another day there to see the magnolias and the bluebells.
When I work in Nailsea, which is not very often, I love to go to the craft shop there. Today I was shocked to see that it has closed. I knew the lovely lady that owned it. She worked so hard: she was so much more than just ‘the lady that owned the craft shop’. I wish her well for her future.
Another anniversary this week, and a funeral as well.
It is 9 years since dad passed away, I thought about that day today, and the years that went before and the years that have passed since.
Love them and talk with them while you can x
I had a lovely St. Patrick’s Day, I missed the shamrock which Ellen used to send to Mum. We have had cards and plants, leaves and pins and all sorts over the years!
Today I saw some beautiful shamrock earrings on my friend Mary. I definitely need some of those!
I was working of course but my group were lovely, and funny and pleased with what we did and in good voice and humor. I am so fortunate.
Tomorrow will come and go, I will be with my family, we will get through and come home and I will hug my child so close to me and thank God for him as I do every day.
A belated ‘Happy St. Patricks Day’ to you!
I am hoping that my glass of Patricks Parsley will make you smile xx

It's just parsley. I don't have any Shamrock this year, this idea made me smile!

Thank you for the LO Alexa.

Sky Watch

I absolutely love to watch the sky.
Did you ever lie in a field with your friends watching the clouds and making pictures? I loved the way the pictures I saw were not always obvious to the others, you would then have to paint the picture with words until they saw it too.
I still see the pictures, although these days from a standing or sitting position!!
I have lots of pictures of my sky and thanks to Kerry for her link to Skywatch
I can post one every week

X marks the spot

Simple Things

I have an early memory (Oh so many years ago!) of my grandfather taking me and my brothers to the woods at this time of the year to collect leaf mould for his garden.

gold dust for his garden

I was reminded of this today as I stopped the car to check where I was supposed to be going. There was a break in a wall with a huge pile of gorgeous copper coloured leaves spilling onto the road. I knew that right at the bottom of that pile there would be a beautiful pile of leaf mould!
Dear Grampy, He was such a kind and gentle man, I miss him still. x