Monday, December 30, 2013

New Years, A Dialogue by Ella Wheeler Wilcox



MORTAL:
    “The night is cold, the hour is late, the world is bleak and drear;
    Who is it knocking at my door?”

THE NEW YEAR:
    “I am Good Cheer.”

MORTAL:
    “Your voice is strange; I know you not; in shadows dark I grope.
    What seek you here?”

THE NEW YEAR:
    “Friend, let me in; my name is Hope.”

MORTAL:
    “And mine is Failure; you but mock the life you seek to bless. Pass on.”

THE NEW YEAR:
    “Nay, open wide the door; I am Success.”

MORTAL:
    “But I am ill and spent with pain; too late has come your wealth. I cannot use it.”

THE NEW YEAR:
    “Listen, friend; I am Good Health.”

MORTAL:
    “Now, wide I fling my door. Come in, and your fair statements prove.”

THE NEW YEAR:
    “But you must open, too, your heart, for I am Love.”


Monday, December 9, 2013

My 1950s Christmas!

























This Christmas card came from my memories of a 1950s Christmas! My family did not have much but my mother who grew up during the Depression and never had a doll of her own made sure her four daughters each got a new doll every Christmas. Also she must have been up sewing night after night making complete wardrobes for each doll but of course we though they came from Santa! My fondest memories of Christmas growing up have to do with dolls!

This card is available through Fine Art America. See slideshow to the right.

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