Friday, May 24, 2013

My Future Wedding (man still needed)

As you surf the internet for craft ideas, cute clothes, home decorating, and other things girls search for (insert your current movie star crush), you can't but help come across wedding pictures (especially  if you search, let's say, "royal wedding"). What to do with all these finds? Write a blog post!
Here is what I want my wedding to look like (so far)...
Bridesmaids and flower girl outfits in white
the bridesmaids dresses from Alfred Sung
You can rent bridesmaids dresses at this awesome site!
Maybe with yellow shoes?? 
Hair (only mine isn't long enough to put up)
or this...
or this...
(courtesy Pippa Middleton)
"Something blue"
(beautiful idea I found here on )
With the guys wearing light gray suits
(I kinda like the mint tie...)
White Lilac for bouquet (or other white flowers)
or this beautiful "berry bouquet"
Vintage Wedding Cake Topper (Martha Stewart)...
on a small, simple cake...
with mini cakes for the guests
get and ornament of your cake made here!
maybe some ice cream
Lanterns for the table centerpieces
with flowers??
...maybe some vases
beautiful table setting
 Throw lavender instead of rice
or sprinkles!!!! OMG!!!!!!
= beautiful day
(really want to make this)
And of course this post wouldn't be complete without Kate Middleton's gorgeous dress...
 or this

Man of Steel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So....yeah, I'm pretty excited about The Man of Steel coming out next month (June 14th for those of you that didn't know that already). Number 1 reason I can't wait...HENRY CAVILL!!!!!!

In case you haven't seen any of the trailers...
It's going to be EPIC.
June 14th. Be there.
Btw...super hot hitchhiker. I would totally stop.

Friday, May 17, 2013

Easy Hemp Bracelet

Today I made a really cute bracelet out of hemp and fake pearl beads. I found the tutorial here.
It was super easy to make and is so pretty!

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Flowers and Trees in "Anne of G.G." Ch. 5

Ch. 5:
Skunk Cabbage

And now for the poetry portion of the post...
Edinburgh After Flodden 
by William Edmondstoune Aytoun

News of battle!-news of battle!
Hark! 'tis ringing down the street:
And the archways and the pavement
Bear the clang of hurrying feet.
News of battle? Who hath brought it?
News of triumph? Who should bring
Tidings from our noble army,
Greetings from our gallant King?
All last night we watched the beacons
Blazing on the hills afar,
Each one bearing, as it kindled,
Message of the opened war.
All night long the northern streamers
Shot across the trembling sky:
Fearful lights, that never beckon
Save when kings or heroes die.
(Rest of poem found here)
On the Battle of Hohenlinden

by Thomas Campbell
On Linden when the sun was low,
All bloodless lay th' untrodden snow,
And dark as winter was the flow
Of Iser rolling rapidly.
But Linden shew'd another sight,
When the drum beat at dead of night,
Commanding fires of death to light
The darkness of her scenery.
By torch and trumpet-sound array'd,
Each horseman drew his battle-blade,
And furious every charger neigh'd,
To join the dreadful revelry.
Then shook the hills with thunder riven,
Then rush'd the steeds to battle driven,
And vollying, like the bolts of heaven,
Far flash'd the red artillery.
And redder still those fires shall glow,
On Linden's hills of purpled snow;
And bloodier still shall be the flow
Of Iser rolling rapidly.

'Tis morn; but scarce yon level sun
Can pierce the war-cloud rolling dun,
Where furious Frank and fiery Hun
Shout, mid' their sulphurous canopy.
The combat deepens—on, ye brave!
Who rush to glory and the grave;
Wave, Munich, all thy banners wave,
And charge with all thy chivalry.
Oh! few shall part where many meet,
The snow shall be your winding sheet,
And every turf beneath your feet
Shall mark the soldiers' cemetry.

Bingen on the Rhine
(this one has a little commentary)
The Lady of the Lake
by Sir Walter Scott
 (this one also has a little history)
The Seasons
by James Thomson 
(I'm guessing there are three more seasons)
The Fall of Poland
also by Thomas Campbell

O SACRED Truth! thy triumph ceased awhile,
And Hope, thy sister, ceased with thee to smile,
When leagued oppression poured to Northern wars
Her whiskered pandoors and her fierce hussars,
Waved her dread standard to the breeze of morn,       
Pealed her loud drum, and twanged her trumpet-horn;
Tumultuous horror brooded o’er her van,
Presaging wrath to Poland,—and to man!
Warsaw’s last champion from her height surveyed,
Wide o’er the fields, a waste of ruin laid,—       
“O Heaven!” he cried, “my bleeding country save!
Is there no hand on high to shield the brave?
Yet, though destruction sweep these lovely plains,
Rise, fellow-men! our country yet remains!
By that dread name, we wave the sword on high!       
And swear for her to live!—with her to die!”
He said, and on the rampart-heights arrayed
His trusty warriors, few but undismayed;
Firm-paced and slow, a horrid front they form,
Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm;       
Low murmuring sounds along their banners fly,—
Revenge or death, the watchword and reply;
Then pealed the notes, omnipotent to charm,
And the loud tocsin tolled their last alarm!
In vain, alas! in vain, ye gallant few!       
From rank to rank your volleyed thunder flew:
O, bloodiest picture in the book of Time,
Sarmatia fell, unwept, without a crime;
Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe,
Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe!       
Dropped from her nerveless grasp the shattered spear,
Closed her bright eye, and curbed her high career:
Hope for a season bade the world farewell,
And Freedom shrieked, as Kosciusko fell!

A lot of these poems are really long so I just put down the links to them instead.

Scrub Firs

Red Sandstone Cliffs


Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Flowers and Trees in "Anne of G.G." Ch. 3 & 4

Ch. 3:
predilection - a preference or special liking for something

Marilla's astonishment could not have been greater if Matthew had expressed a predilection for standing on his head.

Ch. 4:
Lilac Trees

Apple-Scented Geranium
All sorts of mornings are interesting, don't you think? You don't know what's going to happen through the day, and there's so much scope for imagination.
I'm not in the depths of despair this morning. I never can be in the morning. Isn't it splendid that there are mornings?

Flowers and Trees in "Anne of G.G." Ch. 2

Ch. 2:
Balsamy fir woods
Wild Plums
Here's a post on the Lake of Shining Waters!
What makes the roads red? Find out here!
June Bells

Apple Trees - "The White Way of Delight"
The yard was quite dark as they turned into it and the poplar leaves were rustling silkily all around it. "Listen to the trees talking in their sleep," she whispered, as he (Matthew) lifted her to the ground. "What nice dreams they must have." 
(I found this at and immediately thought of this quote.)