STEPHANIE AND NATALIE

I WOULD LIKE YOU TO MEET STEPHANIE AND NATALIE.
STEPHANIE IS ONE OF THE NURSES THAT TAKES CARE OF MY DAUGHTER JENNY. NATALIE WAS BORN IN JULY.
STEPHANIE STOPPED BY ON FRIDAY TO SHOW US NATALIE, SHE IS JUST BEAUTIFUL.

RIZZI HOLDING NATALIE

MATTIE HOLDING NATALIE

JACKIE HOLDING NATALIE

NATALIE IS A BEAUTIFUL BABY, AND WISH HER AND STEPHANIE THE VERY BEST. STEPHANIE WILL START WORK AGAIN IN A FEW DAYS. RIZZI

EMBROIDERY

I LOVE TO EMBROIDER, HERE ARE A FEW PIECES I DID
A WHILE AGO.

MOTHER AND DAUGHTER

MOTHER TEACHING DAUGHTER HOW TO PLAY THE BANJO

THANKSGIVING

THANKS FOR STOPPING BY. RIZZI

MY FIRST FLOWER PRESSING...QUEEN ANNE'S LACE

THIS IS QUEEN ANNE'S LACE, IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL. SOME PEOPLE TREAT IT AS A WEED, BUT THIS LOVELY FLOWER IS PUT INTO BRIDAL BOUQUETS. I DECIDED TO PRESS IT IN MY NEW FLOWER PRESS. IT IS VERY DELICATE, SO I HOPE IT WORKS.



FIRST YOU PUT ONE SHEET OF SPACER BOARD ON THE PRESS.

ADD ONE SHEET OF BOTANICAL PAPER.

I WAS GOING TO LAY THE FLOWER RIGHT SIDE UP BUT IT WAS VERY BULKY.

SO I PUT FACE DOWN.

PUT ANOTHER PIECE OF BOTANICAL PAPER ON TOP.

ADDED ANOTHER PIECE OF SPACER BOARD ON TOP OF THE PAPER.

I ADDED A SECOND LAYER, EXACTLY THE SAME AS THE FIRST LAYER.

I PUT THE TOP OF THE PRESS ON AND PUT THE STRAPPING ON AND TIGHTEN. AFTER A FEW DAYS I WILL CHECK THE FLOWERS AND TIGHTEN THE STRAPPING. I WILL KEEP YOU POSTED. RIZZI

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FARM GIRL

TODAY IS MY NIECE'S BIRTHDAY...................

FROG HOLLOW FARM GIRL.......LET'S WISH HER A VERY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY.......................

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FARM GIRL, ENJOY YOUR DAY. LOVE, AUNT RIZ

CHRISTMAS IN JULY

I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE NICE TO HAVE CHRISTMAS IN JULY. WE HAVE 140 DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS. SEEMS FAR AWAY, BUT IT WILL BE HERE BEFORE YOU KNOW IT. (BUT, I'M IN NO RUSH) SO ENJOY THE NEXT FEW PICTURES OF CHRISTMAS.

WELL, MERRY CHRISTMAS AND TO ALL A GOODNIGHT.

MY FLOWER PRESS

LOOK WHAT I FOUND WHEN I WAS CLEANING OUT MY LAST BOX OF GOODIES, MY FLOWER PRESS WHICH I BOUGHT LAST YEAR AND NEVER USED IT. I AM SO EXCITED TO GET STARTED, I NEVER PRESSED FLOWERS
WITH A FLOWER PRESS, JUST A BOOK. I GUESS IT IS THE SAME, THE PRESS IS PRETTIER.


INSTRUCTIONS

THEY SHOW YOU DIFFERENT FLOWERS YOU CAN PRESS.

HERE IS MY PRESS, ISN'T SHE A BEAUTY. THERE ARE PAPERS INSIDE FOR PRESSING THE FLOWERS. AS SOON AS THE RAIN STOPS, AND ALL THE FLOWERS DRY, I WILL

BEGIN MY PRESSING.

WE ARE FINALLY GETTING RAIN, WHICH WE NEED, EVERYTHING IN NJ IS DRYING OUT. SO UNTIL THE SUN COMES OUT, HAVE A NICE DAY. RIZZI

FRIENDS

MY BROTHER-IN-LAW JOE, FROM COLORADO SENT ME AN E-MAIL WITH THESE PICTURES. A GROUP OF YOUNG MEN BECOMING FRIENDS WITH A YOUNG DEER.

IT'S AMAZING HOW OUR WILDLIFE WILL SURPRISE YOU.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED THESE PHOTO'S, THANKS FOR STOPPING BY. RIZZI

TWELVE FAIRIES IN A TEAPOT

TWELVE FAIRIES IN A TEAPOT, FOUR TIMES THREE.

TWELVE FAIRIES IN A TEAPOT, BREWING GLEE.

TWELVE FAIRIES IN A TEAPOT, TWO TIMES SIX.

THEY ARE ALL PLEASANT, LIVELY BUNCH THAT BRIGHTENS UP THE HOUR.

I OBSERVE IN WONDER AND MARVEL AT THEIR POWER.

I MISSED MY MORNING CUP, WATCHING THEM PLAY GAMES AND WHILE I SIT IN SILENCE, I SEEM TO LEARN THEIR NAMES.

TULIP IS THE RING LEADER, PLAYING MERRY FLUTE,

FRECKLES IN THE BALCONY, IN AWE AND MESMERIZED,

CHERRY IS IN LOVER'S DAZE AS SHE STARES INTO THE SKY,

PEAPOD IS A PLAYFUL LAD AND QUITE THE ACORBAT,

CROCUS IS A THOUGHTFUL FAE, SO LOVELY AND DEMURE,

ROSETTE, WHO WONDERS IF THE TEAPOT IS A MEMBER OF A SET,

FLORA IS A CURIOUS FAE, BUT JUST A LITTLE SHY,

DEWDROP, ALWAYS HUNGRY LOVES THE SMELL OF TEA,

LAVENDER IS NUTURING, A LITTLE WORRYWORT,

DANDILION SO ADMIRES CHERRY, AND HE WANTS TO WIN HER DAZZLING SMILE,

BERRY BLUE MUST PLAY THE SLEUTH AND ALWAYS DOES EXPLORE,

POPPY IS A POET FAE, HE IS ALONE UPON THE HANDLE,

I HAVE TO SEND MY PIXIE TO SHOO THEM ALL AWAY,

UNFORTUNATELY ITS TEATIME AND I NEED TO DRINK EARL GREY, BUT I'LL LEAVE CREAM AND BISCUITS AND THANK THEM WITH A SMILE, INVITE THEM BACK TOMORROW TO STAY ANOTHER WHILE.

By.......Van Joolen

SEA DREAMS

DOWN ON THE SEASHORE I FOUND A SHELL, LEFT BY THE TIDE IN ITS NOONDAY SWELL. ONLY THE WHITE SHELL OUT OF THE SEA, GIVES SWEET MEMORIES TO ME.

THE WAVES MAY GO, AND THE WAVES MAY COME, AND THEIR CRYSTAL VEILS AND HOODS OF FOAM.

BUT.....SURE AS THE EBB AND THE FLOW OF TIDES........

LOVE.....TRUE LOVE......ALWAYS ABIDE.

THANKS FOR STOPPING BY....RIZZI