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Light of Lana

truebluemeandyou:

A Roundup of Roundups of Hundreds of Bags, Totes and Purses Tutorials. In response to marupload’s question about tutorials for bags, specifically totes (but not huge) and maybe lunch bag size. Here is a list of hundreds of bags:
Roundup of over 100 bags - truly mind boggling number and every type under the sun! (Squidoo) here. *Photo: Sonya Syle - made out of a map here.
Roundup of 6 Lunch Bags (Sew, Mama, Sew!) here. *Photo: A Lemon Squeezy Home 
Roundup of 39 Bags of all Shapes and Sizes (Frugal and Thriving) here. *Photo: mmmcrafts 
Roundup of 12 Free Bag and Purses Tutorials (How About Orange) here. *Photo: Melissa Esplin
Roundup of 9 Different Bags (How About Orange) here. *Photo: Artsy Crafty Babe
Roundup of 6 Bags - picked because of the “one hour bag” pictured (Cactus and Olive) here. *Photo: Skip to My Lou
Roundup of 10 Recycled Sweater Bags (A Sewing Journal) here. A few of the links are broken, but wonderful inspiration. *Photo: A Lemon Squeezy Home
Roundup of lots and lots of bags broken into small, med. and large bags. Not a lot of photos (Whipup) here. *Photo: noodle head
THE ULTIMATE SITE: Free Purse, Bag & Tote Patterns and Tutorials here. Click on “gallery” to see 100s of tutorial from around the web. *Photo: Sew4home

Poetry Society of America: O Solitude / John Keats

poetrysociety:

O SOLITUDE! if I must with thee dwell,
Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,—
Nature’s observatory—whence the dell,
Its flowery slopes, its river’s crystal swell,
May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
‘Mongst boughs pavillion’d, where the deer’s…

smokeporch:

GIRLS ONLY, jk kinda!
micasaessucasa:

Enrique Menossi
yellowandotherinspiringstuff:

Van Gogh inspired cake!
molls:

I love you, Dolly.
kattygirls:

Follow this blog, it’s YUM for your TUM!

Sharing Poetry: Walt Whitman, "O Captain, My Captain!"

sharingpoetry:

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,