Thursday, November 27, 2014

Giving Thanks on Thanksgiving Day



Gilda is thankful for a place to hide when it's flea meds time.


George is thankful for a soft bed to sleep on (with no other cats on it).


Wee Pierre is thankful for plastic and plant material to gnaw.


Uncle Buck is thankful for chin scritches.


Esmeralda is thankful for her kitty friends.


Uncle Buck is thankful for a spot for watching everything.


 George is thankful for his fluffy alligator.


Rhino is thankful for her safe view of the great outdoors.


Uncle Buck is thankful decor se can shed on.



 Rhino is thankful for her beloved scanner.


Esmeralda is thankful for Duckie (and Moosie and Giraffe-ie).


 Rhino is thankful for her mouse-duplicating machine.


 George is thankful for a place to rest his weary head.


Uncle Buck is thankful for her human.


 Schmedley is thankful for cat food.


Wendall is thankful for peanuts.


George is thankful for a dog who never sniffs his butt.


 Gilda is thankful for a place to curl up for a nap.


Wee Pierre is thankful for head scritches.




Esmeralda is thankful for play time.


Have a wonderful Thanksgiving
from all the creatures here
in the Land of BrightandShinyThings. 
We are thankful for all of you.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Thanksgiving Thoughts


Heap high the board with plenteous cheer and gather to the feast,
And toast the sturdy Pilgrim band whose courage never ceased.
~Alice W. Brotherton




The Pilgrims made seven times more graves than huts.  No Americans have been more impoverished than these who, nevertheless, set aside a day of thanksgiving. 
~H.U. Westermayer


If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, "thank you," that would suffice.  
~Meister Eckhart


As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.  
~John Fitzgerald Kennedy


Thanksgiving Day comes, by statute, once a year; to the honest man it comes as frequently as the heart of gratitude will allow.  
~Edward Sandford Martin


On Thanksgiving Day, all over America, families sit down to dinner at the same moment - halftime.  
~Author Unknown




Thanksgiving and autumn treasures here


Monday, November 24, 2014

The Story of the First Thanksgiving, as Told by the Residents of the Land of BrightandShinyThings


The year 1620 the Pilgrims came over



The good ship Mayflower brought them 'cross the sea.




They landed at Plymouth Rock,







Then built up their houses.




At harvest time they started our Thanksgiving Day.



Okay.  I admit it's not the whole story, and the illustrations are whimsical, but I learned the song in first grade and it's been stuck in my head ever since.

Thanksgiving BrightandShinyThings here.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Poppies for Vets


Poppies for Veteran's Day

100% of the sale price for these charms goes to the National Coalition for Homeless Veterans. The National Coalition for Homeless Veterans (NCHV) — a 501(c)(3) nonprofit organization governed by a 17-member board of directors — is the resource and technical assistance center for a national network of community-based service providers and local, state and federal agencies that provide emergency and supportive housing, food, health services, job training and placement assistance, legal aid and case management support for hundreds of thousands of homeless veterans each year 





Story of the Poppies


In the World War I battlefields of Belgium, poppies grew wild amid the war-torn landscape. How could such a pretty flower grow wild while surrounded by death and destruction? The overturned soils of battle enabled the poppy seeds to be covered, thus allowing them to grow and to forever serve as a reminder of the bloodshed during that and future wars.

The poppy movement was inspired by the poem "In Flanders Fields" written by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae of the Canadian forces in 1915 before the United States entered World War I. Selling replicas of the original Flanders' poppy originated in some of the allied countries immediately after the Armistice.


   

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In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.





Remember.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

The Sad Tale of the Mindless Mice







Nine Mice


by Jack Prelutsky



Nine Mice on tiny tricycles 
went riding on the ice, 
they rode in spite of warning signs, 
they rode despite advice


The signs were right, the ice was thin, 
in half a trice, the mice fell in, 
and from their chin down to their toes 
those mice entirely froze.


Nine mindless mice, who paid the price, 
are thawing slowly by the ice 
still sitting on their tricycles 


…nine white and shiny micicles




Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Week After Halloween Sale

Day After Halloween






by Shel Silverstein


Skeletons, spirits and haunts. 
It’s a Halloween sale: 

A nickel a pail 
For skeletons, spirits and haunts. 

Skeletons, spirits and haunts, 
More than most anyone wants. 


Will you pay for a shock, 
‘Cause we’re quite overstocked 


On skeletons, spirits and haunts.


15% off all Halloween pieces in my etsy shop.
Enter coupon code Halloween15
Offer expires 11-08-2014.