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My maternal side of the family is Scottish. We can trace our lineage back to Queen Mary of Scots. I don’t know the exact connection but I’ve been told it's true. I’ve also been told that the Kinghorn name originates way back when the King gave the clan a piece of land shaped like a horn, along the coast of Scotland. There is now a town called Kinghorn in Fife, Scotland. Mom had this man play the bagpipes at the funeral Thursday. It was wonderful. He brought tears to my eyes. Someone in the Family need’s to document and record the old stories.. (hint, hint) Today was Mikes funeral. I was afraid that it was going to be dark and rainy like yesterday. The sun came out and it was a really pretty day. The wind was a little brisk but it was nice. The service was at the Idaho State Veterans Cemetery. We drove to the top of the hill which overlooks the Boise Valley and as I gazed up to the Giant Flag blowing in the wind, I snapped a shot of the flag with the sun shining just behind it. This photo works great for My Four Hens week 8 theme, which is LIGHT. I love how the sunlight shines through and around the flag and reflects on the clouds. I’m always looking for fun little things to help organize my craft room. I don’t want just Plain Jane everyday ordinary things. They’ve got to have a tiny little bit of purdy to them. The last couple of weeks My Handyman and I scavenged a couple of flea markets. There is usually more junk than anything. I tell you… people are proud of their junk! I found some pretty little cups that were once part of a punch bowl set. The lady had dozens of mismatched sets. I bought a couple to put fun little embellishments in. They cost me a quarter each. I also found a pretty little pot to put some of my markers in. These are the E colored Copic Markers that I use mainly for flesh tones. I found this pretty little glass dish. It is divided into three parts. I had no idea what to do with it. Currently it just has a couple of odds and ends sitting in it. And last but certainly not least; I found this stash of old salt and pepper shakers for $1.00 a pair. I’ve been looking for these. They were actually on my wish list. Can you see why? They’re perfect for sprinkling glitter on my purdy creations. My customer wanted a card that is Black, White, Silver and lots of Bling. I tell you, it’s not easy to make a black and white card. I don’t have a lot of papers so I just had to use my imagination. Imagine that? And… Black and white is not easy to take pictures of. I stamped three flower images from my new SU stamp set – Mixed Bunch and cut them out with the coordinating punch. The edges are distressed with Distress ink – Soot. I used CTMH- Bliss as the base paper. The black under the flowers has tiny images stamped with silver ink. (it doesn’t show well in the image). I used a sizzlet embossing die cut for the butterfly. I inked it with silver ink and distressed with Soot. The pin and the big bling buttons are from CTMH Bling Assortment. This week’s theme for My Four Hen’s project 52 is a wildcard; meaning I can pick anything I want. It’s been a crazy busy week. It was Valentines day. It was My Handyman’s Birthday. My Mom’s companion of 29 years, Mike, has been battling Throat/Voice Box cancer for 14 months and lost that fight this morning. I noticed a few days ago that this plant that I’ve had for several years has finally bloomed for the first time. I decided to take a picture of it this morning. I believe it represents hope, new found love, current love, renewed love, and lost love. A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that 1,100 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. Three minutes went by, and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace, and stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried up to meet his schedule. A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping, and continued to walk. A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work. The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried, but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally, the mother pushed hard, and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on. In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money, but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition. No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the most talented musicians in the world. He had just played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, on a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100. This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context? One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be: If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing? Yellow and Grey is such a great color combination. I bought this new Close To My Heart set, C1494 – Card Word Puzzle a couple of weeks ago. I love the little flowers and knew I wanted to do something with them. I cut out the label using Spellbinders Labels 17. I kept the paper inside the die cut and sponged the inside with Distress ink – Wild Honey, to give it a framed look. I spritzed with just a touch of water to spatter it. I then colored the flowers in with some of the Wild Honey and finished of with shimmerz to give them a special glow. I found out while reading another blog that the Google Connect that we've all been using for several years to follow other blogs is retiring March 1st. I use it for a quick way to read blogs that I like... I guess like everything we need to move on and change. I created a new Linky Followers for all of you, my friends to link to if you so desire. See it on my right sidebar. (I will remove the Google Connect at the end of the month). Here is a funny picture I found in my camera last weekend. I must had accidentally taken it when I was taking pictures at a dinner. Kind of funny huh? I remember as a child, making special Valentine mailboxes or giant envelopes at school for Valentine’s Day… I always gave a Valentine to everyone in the class and could never understand why some of the kids only gave to part of the class. How rude is that? I still like to make Valentines. I would give one to everyone if I had time to make them. Remember my word this year? Choose. I am spending less time on the card making. I am choosing to do less and focus on a few other things. Here is a sampling of the cards I made. Some of the pictures are a little blurry. I was in a hurry when taking them. Products used: Stamps - CTMH - C1500 Under the Sea, My Favorite Things – Love You With All My Heart. Fill My Heart With Joy. Crafty Secrets – Bathing Beauties. Technique Tuesday – Out of the World. The Craft’s Meow – Fun{tashe}tic. Distress ink – Barn Door, Vintage Photo. White gel pen. Button. Twine. Copic markers. Silhouette SD - hearts. CTMH – Cranberry Red, Hollyhock, Baby Pink. SU – Cherry Cobbler. Echo Park - Yours Truly. My Minds Eye – Love Me. You can read more about the Cupid Corn Cookie Bark HERE and you’ll find a recipe there, too. I put chunks of the bark in cupcake papers and I’m taking it to work today to share. Today is also My Handyman's birthday.. He's not much into celebrating or having his picture taken.. One of these day's I'll sneak a current picture and share.
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IZBORI KAO REALITY SHOW Metro stanica hladnog siječanjskog jutra 2007.g. Čovjek na violini svira Bachovo djelo nekih 45 minuta. Za to vrijeme, približno 2.000 ljudi prodje stanicom, većina na svom putu na posao. 3 minute nakon što je počeo sviranje, sredovječan čovjek uočava muzičara koji svira. On usporava korake, zaustavlja se par sekundi, a zatim žurno odlazi kud je namjerio. 4 minute kasnije: Violinista prima svoj prvi dolar: žena baca novčić u šešir, te bez zastajkivanja, nastavlja hod. 6 minuta kasnije: Mladi čovjek se naginje nad ogradom kako bi ga poslušao, zatim pogleda na ručni sat i nastavlja žureći. 10 minuta kasnije: 3-o godišnji dječak se zaustavlja. ali ga majka odvlači žureći. Malac zastaje da ponovno pogleda violinistu, no majka ga vuče i oboje odlaze žureći. Nekoliko druge djece je ponovilo ovu radnju. Svaki roditelj, bez izuzetka, je prisililo svoje dijete da nastavi hodati. 45 minute kasnije: Glazbenik svira bez prestanka. Samo 6 ljudi se zaustavilo i poslušalo na kratko. Nekih 20-ak ljudi je dalo novac, ali je nastavilo hodati nepromijenjenim ritmom. Svirač je sakupio ukupno $32. 1 sat kasnije: Glazbenik završava svirku i nastupa tišina. Nitko to ne primjećuje. Nitko ne plješće, niti daje bilo kakvo priznanje. Prava istina: Nitko nije znao da je muzičar u stvari bio Joshua Bell, jedan od najvećih glazbenika današnjice na svijetu. Svirao je jedan od najzahtjevnijih komada ikada napisanih, na violini vrijednoj $3.5 milijuna dolara. Samo dva dana prije ovoga Joshua Bell je rasprodao koncertnu dvoranu u Bostonu gdje je prosječna cijena sjedala $100. Ovo je istinita priča. Inkognito svirka Joshue Bella na stanici metroa je organizirao Washington Post kao dio sociološkog eksperimenta o percepciji, ukusu i ljudskim prioritetima. Postavlja se pitanje: "Da li u uobičajenom okruženju, u nepogodno vrijeme, uopće prepoznajemo ljepotu? Da li stanemo da tu ljepotu cijenimo? Prepoznajemo li talent u neočekivanom kontekstu? Koliko snobova ima medju nama koji idu na koncert plaćajući basnoslovne iznose, a to isto ne prepoznaje u drugim prigodama?" Jedan mogući zaključak ovog eksperimenta bi mogao biti: Ako nemamo niti trenutak vremena da zastanemo i poslušamo jednog od najboljih glazbenika na svijetu, koji svira jedan od najljepših komada ikada stvorenih, na jednom od najljepših instrumenata ikada načinjenih ... KOLIKO TEK MNOŠTVO DRUGIH STVARI PROPUŠTAMO? Primjenjeno na aktualne konkretne predsjedničke izbore u RH, možemo se zapiatati: prepoznajemo li u kakofoniji milozvučnih obećanja bez pokrića, kvalitet pojedinca? Prepoznajemo li dosljednost, čestitost, obrazovanost, ustrajnost, domoljublje, spremnost na žrtvu za opće dobro kao KVALITETE ili kao 'dosadne osobine' nepoželjne među kandidatima koji kao da se natječu u nekom Reality show-u? Tko, koliko i zbog čega troši čije novce u predizbornoj kampanji? Peru li se tu neki novci ili? Još ni aktualni predsjednik Mesić nije otkrio donatore svojih dviju kampanja, pa se aktualni kandidati, ohrabreni načinom kako je Mesić prošao bez pitanja i komentara, da ne spominjem posljedice, ponašaju kao pijani milijarderi. Pa da troše i vlastiti novac, neumjesno je u ovom vremenu ceriti se u namještenim pozama sa svakog kutka lijepe naše, upirati prstom ili vizionarski gledati u gustu maglu TV spotova. Ali, ovom narodu je usitinu moguće prodati rog za svijeću. Po stotinu puta. I uvijek skuplje!