tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600619126692959890.post4149134867986907213..comments2024-03-25T03:38:50.315-04:00Comments on Bending Birches: Welcome, Sun!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600619126692959890.post-45465159920471877812011-12-24T00:09:16.664-05:002011-12-24T00:09:16.664-05:00Hi Rebecca,
Congratulations on becoming an aunt! ...Hi Rebecca,<br /><br />Congratulations on becoming an aunt! I really enjoyed your post today - inspiring and lots of pictures. Would you mind sharing where you found those lovely prints in the first and last picture? Thanks so much!<br /><br />Happy Holidays,<br />BonnieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600619126692959890.post-66638563691596789152011-12-23T18:45:25.977-05:002011-12-23T18:45:25.977-05:00Rebecca - Congratulations Auntie!
Heather - what a...Rebecca - Congratulations Auntie!<br />Heather - what a lovely poem.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600619126692959890.post-520938558512631682011-12-23T11:52:17.193-05:002011-12-23T11:52:17.193-05:00Oh dear Rebecca, I know the feeling of not quite d...Oh dear Rebecca, I know the feeling of not quite doing enough, or it not being quite enough- though working hard for everyone all day long! HUGS to you, you are so wonderful!<br />Happy Winter Solstice, and a very Merry Christmas!<br />Love, MelanieMama Ash Grovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14477958069982028795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600619126692959890.post-35358041364739121982011-12-23T02:52:36.379-05:002011-12-23T02:52:36.379-05:00Your post reminds me of this wonderful poem:
Song ...Your post reminds me of this wonderful poem:<br />Song For a Fith Child, by Ruth Hamilton. 1958<br /><br />Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth<br />empty the dustpan, poison the moth,<br />hang out the washing and butter the bread,<br />sew on a button and make up a bed.<br />Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?<br />She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.<br /><br />Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue<br />(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).<br />Dishes are waiting and bills are past due<br />(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).<br />The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew<br />and out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo<br />but I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo.<br />Look! Aren’t her eyes the most wonderful hue?<br />(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).<br /><br />The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,<br />for children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.<br />So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.<br />I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.<br /><br />Happy Holidays to you and your family!Heather Woollovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12791330032093043536noreply@blogger.com