Thinking back to this week, I was getting revved up for a toot to Alberta. Rise and shine at 3:45 am to catch a flight at 7:00 on the Friday morn - Yikers.
Here's the next 7. I am going to try, this long weekend, to do a few more blogs as an attempt to catch up, so this is blog#1.
I bought this at the Toronto Zoo the first time the Pandas came for a visit. We stared at them, they slept. They have come back for a second visit to Toronto - say hi for me, that is if they're up and about.
This teeny brooch reminds me of that little girl on the old Morton Salt containers - "When it rains, it pours." I bought this brooch at the original funky store called Morningstar in Toronto. The store is long long gone.
Songs frequently pop up in my head and I can't get rid of them. The worst things about that is it's either a crappy song that is best forgotten or a wonderful song but I can only remember the chorus. A friend knows of this "malady" of mine and hence the appropriate gift of this musical note?
I never tire of Le Tour d'Eiffel. Another one of my odd homemade brooches.
People tear this lovely plant out of their gardens. I always keep a few of them dotted around the front gardens. Call it what you like - Queen Anne's Lace, Wild Carrot, Bird's Nest - it ain't no weed to me. I waited til the plants were in bloom before wearing this brooch. The flowers are etched into the porcelain, and the "drawing" captures that airyness which I like so much about the plant.
Tower Bridge in London England. I wore this getting on the plane. It was approved by airport security as it was a small pin. I guess they thought that if I went into a frenzy on the plane I couldn't impale anyone with it. They haven't seen me blurry eyed in the morning trying to put on a brooch.
I wore this to my family do in Red Deer, Alberta. I'm a non boeuf eater and they kindly had poulet pour moi - tres nummy. And I like tofu, honest! Except in dessert - don't fool around with my dessert. And by the way, Red Deer is a lovely city, very green and treed and brimming with friendly folk.
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