Anyone for a dip in the rubber ducky pond?
Ann and Jeffery are currently in charge of the Rubber Duck Committee. Their purpose is to make sure the Rubber Duck Pond is fully stocked with colorful and happy Rubber Ducks. They do a wonderful job and everyone is delighted when they spot a new Rubber Duck in the pond. There are twenty-five chicklets on the Committee and they are very dedicated.
Happy Mother’s Day 🌹
Clarence isn’t the first to need to lie down after enjoying my cooking. I hope I baked enough. Everyone says I did. ❤️
The guests have arrived and the Chicklet Valentine’s Day Party has officially begun. Clarence was in charge of setting up Holly’s Corn bread treats for an after breakfast snack. Unfortunately, Clarence decided to taste test the corn bread and couldn’t seem to control himself.
When interviewed for The Coop newspaper, he simply chirped, “It was just so delicious, what else could I have done?” Everyone understood his dilemma and a meeting was held where a rule was passed, saying that no one could be in charge of food products alone. At least two beings would have to be present for the set-up.
Everyone felt much better after that. The good news is that Holly made enough corn bread for everyone, so no one will go without a slice, or two.
twelve baubles dangling
eleven chicklets piping
ten chicklets leaping
nine chicklets dancing
seven stars a twinkling
six hens a laying
FIVE GOLD RINGS
four calling birds
three French hens
two turtle loves
and a chicklet in a pear tree
It’s just not a party without the Chicklets 🌷
The party is winding down. Tammy is taking the last group of riders around The Coop. There is much chirping and peeping with joy.
It’s a happy day, filled with wonderful treats from Holly, Resa and Beth, who always add to the wonder.
I hope I don’t get all shy like I always do….
Everything seems to be in order. There’s a tall microphone for Holly, Reasa and maybe Melanie, and a short one for everyone else. Ten chicklets are set to read one or two poems each, so it should be fun.
The food is going to be wonderful and everyone at The Coop is curious about the humans. Resa and Holly are dressing up, for the event. The Costume Committee is very excited about that. They have a lot of questions about sewing.
Brilliant, passionate, mysterious…. Gigi.
he sat in the small dark bar
watching her dance the tango
passion played out
on an ancient wooden floor
the man holding her
was pressed tightly
against her long lean body
she was beautiful
graceful
and moved with confidence and ease
her black dress clinging to her curves
her black heels making noise
only when she wanted them to do so
the man was madly in love with her
anyone could see that
but she hardly seemed to notice
so lost in the music
and the moment
unaware of anything else
if he could dance
he would walk onto the floor
and tear her away from him
take her for himself
he blinked
horrified by his own thoughts
when he looked up
she was staring at him
as if she had read his mind
he couldn’t move
she laughed into the man’s shoulder
and looked away
his heart was…
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So, I am getting that poem together for the Chicklets as we speak! Also, the portrait is fantastic, I enjoyed posing for it too. I’m glad I was having a good hair day.
Thank you Chicklets. Peep.
A beautiful tribute to Gigi by Resa. I tried to capture her with words but she’s already poetry. 🌺
Did you ever channel a white cat, a wedding gown and Jean Harlow?
Well then you know it comes out an Art Gown, and that Art Gown is dedicated to;
Georgiann Carlson from Rethinking Life blog. Georgiann’s blog is full of art, Chicklets, creative writing, flowers, Chicago, Emily and opinions.
Deciding it must be a Harlow 1930’s style movie star gown, dictated a bias cut.
Admittedly, being a rank amateur in working with bias, I was cursed with many problems. Nonetheless, it’s a challenge I’ve wanted to tackle for a long time.
Designers, like Chanel and Vionnet, championed the anti-corset generation. Finally, women could feel more comfortable in their clothes.
At a liquidation sale, I found an 18″ wide bordeur lace for $0.50/yard.
What costs $0.50 these days? I bought 75 yards.
Thinking like a cat, I decided to shred the lace.
Using scissors for claws, I deconstructed the…
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