HeLLo 20o8 & ThANk YoU 2O07-!

It WaS A gOod OnE
mY LAsT BLoG EnTRy fOr ThE YeAR `
I cAn nOt WaiT FoR ThE NeW bLoGaBLe YeAR
iT HaS BeEN FuN.

K.

WiNgS

MAy We AlL WeAr WinGs
iN tHiS
BriGhT AnGeLic
NeW
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YeAr

2
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HaPpY NeW YeAR-!

K.

siLeNcE

OuT
&
AbOUt
LoOKiNG
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CaPTuRinG
A wHitEwASh viEW
RoOtED iN A mYTh.

K.

kaLEiDOsCoPE Of mOoNs

A KaLEiDOScOpE Of MoONs
tHe MerMaiD SiNGs
cAuGhT iN A mOmEnt

K.

tHe WAiTiNG

WAitiNg tO DaNce

iN yOUr liFE oF tHe PaRTy dReSs

loUnGiNg on YOur ChARtreUSE VeLvET ChaiSE

AlONg wiTH yOUR PaRty ENtOuRaGE

kiCkiNG OfF YouR CReaMSicLe hEeLs

tAkiNG A sIP fROm yoUR FLeU-De-LYs WiNe GLasS

ONLy wAiTiNG To DAnCe.

K.

pEaCe & LoVe

PeAce

PeAcE

ON

WiNtEr'S BrEAth

THe sUn & eaRTh

siLEnCe

SiLENcE

A cHamPAgnE CockTaiL

AlonG wiTh A fLoWerED SKy

waiTiNG To dO A sunDAncE

A coBalT Wind

sWEePinG

SwEepinG

My PEaCe

K.

moRe miNi PoRTraiTS

pORtRaiTS oN An OrNaMeNt

A GiRLs BLuE CHriSTmAS

OuR BLuE CHriSTmaS

We HaD a BLuE CHriSTmAS

WitHoUT YoU...

WaiTiNG FoR YoUR ReTUrn

tHe LiGhts

bLue

BLuE

ThE MoOd

SOmBeR

sOmbER

ThE BoXeS

eMPtY

EmPtY

Our HeARts

FuLL

fUlL

OF LoVe FoR YoU-!

ThE AsHbY GirLS CHriSTmaS
20o7

K.

THiS YeAr... MaY WE HaVe

MiSs CLaUs

MS ClAuS

HeLLo...

A ShiNy PiNe

a BuNny BoUquet

A ChriSTmAs HObo

SnoWfLakES,

SnowFLaKEs

oN tHe TiP Of hEr TONguE

ThE ArTiC bReEze sWeEpiNg hEr bUfFaLO PlAid SCaRF

MiSs

MisS

PaRDON Me,

oH, MS. CLaUs -

I LoVe YoUR KaLEiDOsCOPe BOoTS-!

K.

ThE BoLD ViLlAGe

BEaUty iN thE NOrmAL

sEa SonaL BEauTY

A wiNTerY REtrEaT

A cOzY COtTage

wIth A priMrOsE BreEZE

An EnCHanTreSs lOoK FoR aLL To SeE

WhaT LieS wiThiN

aT

ThiS

HoLiDAy GaLA-!

Don'T FoRGeT YOuR PEaRL OveRCoAT.

K.

HApPY AnNiVERsARy-!

Happy Anniversary

Happy Anniversary

K.

The CHriSTmAS PArtY

THE CHRISTMAS PARTY I MISSED

THE OUTFIT

THE MAKEUP

Du rouge a le'vres

THE UPDO

THE CRYSTAL TEAR DROP EARRINGS

THE ONYX RHINESTONE HEELS

THE BLACK & WHITE DANCE FLOOR TO BE FILLED

SILVER FROSTED LONG STEM MARTINI GLASSES WAITING

LONG LAUGHTER

SMILES

STORIES TOLD

AN INN

U
P

ON THE HILL.

THERE IS ALWAYS NEXT YEAR-!

THANKS ANWAYS, JOLENE.

K.

THe PeRFeCT PaRTy DrESs

THE PARTY

THE PARTY

the dress

ThE PErFeCT PaRTy DResS

TuCked AwAy fOr aNothEr yEAr-!

K.

LAdY aRT

HeRe iS hOW I fEeL RIgHt aT

ThE mOmENt...

HavINg A nicE boTTle of WinE

&

CHilliNg oUT

&

MoST imPORtanTlY

LookING fAbuLOus

WIth A viEW To dIE foR-!

K.

mAny, MaNY ORnaMenTS

I AM AN ORNAMENTAL GIRL -!
THIS IS WHAT I DO EVERY YEAR
AT THIS TIME...

PAINT,

PAINT & PAINT

SOME MORE

&

YOU KNOW WHAT- I LOVE IT,

I REALLY DO-!

Ce sont des cadeaux.

K.

mY ARt CoRNeR

HERE IS A PHOTO OF MY ART CORNER -
I TOOK THIS PHOTO BEFORE I STARTED
CHANGING THINGS AROUND & GETTING
THINGS READY FOR THE -
OH MY,

THE CHRISTMAS

THE,

THE

CHRISTMAS TREE - I CAN BARELY BRING
MYSELF TO SAY THOSE WORDS. THIS IS
ALL TOO SOON FOR ME-!

SIGH.

GLEE-!

K.

tHe WaLK fOR PetER

ONE SHIP DRIVES EAST, AND ONE DRIVES WEST,
BY THE SELFSAME WIND THAT BLOWS;
IT'S THE SET OF THE SAILS, AND NOT THE GALES,
WHICH DETERMINES THE WAY IT GOES.

- ELLA WHEELER WILCOX

My GRamMPY

"We live in the middle of the forest, upon the border of the river.
We can hunt, fish or bathe... when we please. At present, we
roast ducks before a good fire: and, what is better, we cut
the wood in the forest ourselves. You know how we amuse ourselves
at Geneva in sailing a boat. Well, I amuse myself better here navigating
the canoes of the Indians. They are constructed of birch bark, and are
charming to go with one or two inside. One can lie down in them as a
bed, and can paddle at his ease. There is not a little stream which has
not water enough for one of these pretty craft. Once I descended a very
slight little river. The weather was superb. I saw meadows at two feet from me.
I was reclining in my canoe on a blanket. There was so little water I seemed
to glide along upon the reeds and grass.

I do joiner's work... I draw, I play the violin. I go to all the parties... we are here in company
with five Genevans. It is true three of them were born here in America,
but they have non the less preserved the republican blood of their ancestors:
and (Lewis) DeLesDenier... is one of all the Americans that I have seen
the most zealous and full of enthusiasm for liberty of his country."

Serre to Ballodet

Date not given.

TuRQuoiSe & THe CRoW

WITH TURQUOISE LIPS

& JET BLACK HAIR

BLOWIN' IN THE WIND...

SHE LIVES FOR THE

WILD BLUE YONDER -

HAVING THAT GYSPY SPIRIT

SHE CAN HOWL AT THE MOON

&

DANCE IN HER VINTAGE SILVER BUTTERFLY BOOTS

WHILE HOLDING HER HODGE PODGE BLACK CURRENT CROW

WITH THOSE RHINESTONE EYES

SHE IS A TRAVELIN' SOUL

&

A BLACK MAGIC GYPSY CHILD.

K.