Sunday, March 1, 2015

Those Who Wish to Sing

Those who wish to sing
always find a song.

~ Swedish Proverb ~

              How Birds Learn to Sing

                       How do birds first learn to sing?
                       From the whistling wind so fleet,
                       From the waving of the wheat,
                       From the rustling of the leaves,
                       From the raindrop on the eaves,
                       From the children's laughter sweet,
                       From the splash when brooklets meet.

                       Little birds begin their trill
                       As they gayly float at will
                       In the gladness of the sky,
                       When the clouds are white and high;
                       In the beauty of the day
                       Speeding on their sunny way,
                       Light of heart and fleet of wing...
                       That's how birds first learn to sing.

                   ~ Mary Mapes Dodge

Facebook cover photo

*New York Public Library*
Song thrush

The sheet music is from my
personal collection, circa 1940's.

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Wednesday, February 11, 2015

My Heart is Yours

Love in your heart
wasn't put there to stay.
Love isn't love
'til you give it away.

~ Oscar Hammerstein ~


This is a sweet c. 1910's postcard from my collection.

Here's a printable sheet of tags ~ enjoy!

Happy Valentine's day!
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Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Under the Winter Snow

"Every gardener knows
that under the cloak of winter
lies a miracle... a seed waiting
to sprout, a bulb opening
to the light, a bud straining
to unfurl. And the anticipation
nurtures our dream."

~ Barbara Winkler ~

I've made 3 printable sheets of pastel rose tags. They're similar,
with subtle differences. I know you'll put them to good use ~ enjoy!

*The Anthenaeum*
Still Life of Roses by Emile Vernon, 1902

*Vintage Feedsacks*
Perfume label

*The Vintage Moth*
Hand-penned letter

Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose

~ Amanda McBroom ~

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