February 17 - 23, 2013

This was the week that the dreaded lerghy (i.e. I don't know if this is a real word, or the proper spelling, but I use it meaning sick with something, and FYI, the h is silent) really came to roost. I was ensconced on the couch, reading my fill and then watching daytime television til I could "Takes it no more" - Popeye quote? Only one brooch had an day's outing - to the Doc's and work and back to the couch.
P.S. if the brooch is too tiny for you to take a good boo at, just double click on the image.

I forgot to wear a brooch on the Sunday to go with my sick lounge wear 
(green LL Bean sweatshirt and lime green sweatpants - a vision to behold)
so this is a beaded brooch I made and it's on a winter coat. Surprisingly, it has survived the wintry elements.








I was given this from someone who collects frogs and I think this was one frog too many for her. It's  very twinkly.











One of my smallest brooches and one of my favourite creatures. Do you remember the scene with Dick Van Dyke dancing with the penguins in Mary Poppins? If I had it on DVD I would have watched it this week . Love those chimney sweeps.

I'm like a magpie or a crow - attracted to shiny things.











If you've ever walked an ocean beach you likely have a bunch of shells - who can resist. The "striations" on this clay brooch remind me of those delicate shells. If only it smelled of the sea.









This is how I looked and felt this week.













I wonder what seaside town this brooch came from. Although every time I go to the supermarket I want to free the lobsters and take them back to the sea (my husband restrains me), I still like tucking into a lobster roll or Lobster Thermidor. All you industrious souls with your bibs can do the hacking and cracking. Had the most wonderful lobster rolls this past September in Maine.