Monday, November 29, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Show-Off the Kids Art
I'm a sucker for art created by little hands. Love how this home shines these little Picasso's...
Monday, September 20, 2010
Another look at Fashion Week
Also well designed, the top 12 coolest invites that we don't get to see...
Monday, June 21, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
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Thursday, April 1, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Visions of Spring...
Spring by William Shakespeare
When daisies pied, and violets blue,
And lady-smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
'Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!' O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear.
When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks,
When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
And maidens bleach their summer smocks,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
'Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!' O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear.
And lady-smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
'Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!' O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear.
When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks,
When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
And maidens bleach their summer smocks,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
'Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!' O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear.
