Latest (Sewing) Creations...

"Stylin"
(O.K; line up girls...Now, 'scrunch' in..."There!" "c-l-i-c-k!")

Dear Blogging friends of mine!

As I have shared with some of you, I am taking part of this 

summer off, blogging (just) 1-2 times per week. I am in the midst 

of finishing up the details of family passing away and I have my 

two older children home, right now. Whew! I am still checking 

blogs periodically for reading (a must do. :-)) Our wee family is 

having a huge estate/rummage sale this very weekend. This kind 

of endeavor is so much WORK. Think of me. The flowers 

are so wonderfully lovely here in the High Country right now... 

The rhododendrons are in bloom--wildly, I might add, everywhere. 

I will try and post some lovely pictures of such and I am visiting a 

garden park, the The Daniel Boone Native Gardens  today. 

As usual lately, though, I am in a crunch for time rather 

than having the ability to kick back and to photograph and 

to then lolly gag (one of my most favorite things to do--

'not doing,' I mean.:-) ) 

I have birds out front in my planter, again.

They (she, I should say..) swoop(s) out briskly when we 

walk out of our front door. I hope that your summers'

are mighty fine, as well, dear friends. Enjoy the weather. 

Savor it when you can!

Bless you one and all.

Louvregirl; still sewing :-) 

(...when I can, as you can well see!) 

(and still smilin,'

also.)

:-)

Life is good.

(Re: the photo; these are dolls that I refurbished 
and/or they came to me without clothing. 
I cleaned them, restyled their hair, and
designed the outfits; necklaces included.  
They are very small! )

Hopeful...

Teary drops slide slow down the gentle sloping of each of her silken petals.

She is wet with the night's rain and the now dense morning dew in drops. 

She is again slick, sleek and ponderously heavy with the water drop drop weight 

as it clings and it slides itself.

Awash in the grayness of the strongly filtered morning light she waits.
Cautious has become her nature, 

as the stem on which she is perched bends and sometimes trembles 

under the heavy weight of all that she is, 

and all that she has become.

© KAnniePowell

Latest Installment

Brunette in Midnight Blue

(Still sewing....)

"Ta da!"

Here we have for you an 1990's (something) 

(reproduction) brunette (my favorite, actually...) 

Barbie doll in a deep navy evening dress with jet black pumps. 

The dress is made by myself of a sturdy knit polyester fabric 

with a sheen [...used from an old evening gown of mine...

"Ha!" Well done here....in the refurbishing department-

at least; although, I could have used the curtains in 

my bedroom; A.K.A. Scarlett O'Hara. I did get 

immense satisfaction, however, from the actual 

cutting up of an 'old' (but rarely worn) long gown!)]  

I also made a metallic/stretch shawl to match 

the gown and constructed a hand-made choker 

necklace with a clear quartz pendant. Enjoy! 

(This doll is for sale if you might like to know.) 

I will be posting her on eBay (soon.) 

Perhaps I should post on etsy, though?! 

Any thoughts on this would be appreciated. 

Thank you everyone!

Outfit I'm Proud of...

Way Cool

(Outfit)

...on you remember, come on...Malibu Barbie! 

Doesn't she just rock! I think so! :-)

O.K. So I am still doing 'small sewing.' Here is an outfit that dates me 

(my latest and my greatest I'm afraid :-) ) But, I 'just can't help myself...' 

I love (love) a homemade halter top and a long jean (split) skirt. 

Wish that they 'fit' me, though. Oh well. Perhaps...well maybe...I will 

endeavor to shrink myself (down.) :-)

Yours, as always~ 

louvregirl

(This tiny little jean skirt was awfully hard 

to make, I a wantin' you to know!)

:-)

Hope that your weekend rocks, friends.

See ya back at it on Monday, though.

Dedication Today

Yesterday, Doc Watson passed away at 7:21 P.M.

at Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center in North Carolina.  

Doc was 89 years old...This photo of ours was taken two 

years ago in the heat of summer near a raging stream 

swollen with chocolate rain water of Doc  

singing and playing at a small function in Todd, N.C. 

Oddly, I can hear his notes echoing this day down the halls of heaven. 

Thank you Doc, for all that you said and you did to 

enliven the lives of others. You were 'about' other people and 

although I did not know you well, your devotion to music 

and to serving others conveys to me that you were a truly great man.

louvregirl

(Boone, North Carolina.)

'How Green is my Valley?'

This is a luscious shot of the Appalachian mountains in 

Blowing Rock, North Carolina (this weekend, past.) 

What a lush, green-velvety view!

It was a slightly misty day and the colors were 

muted as they faded on off into the distance.

However, there is (sadly) no way to convey the vast size 

of the mountains here on a mere 8X10 canvas...

Louvregirl...

xo

Stylin'

 Paisley Maxi Dress

(for Barbie)

O.K. (just in case you have been wondering where I have been :-)) 

So here is my latest project...I (guess) have become a sew-a-holic of sorts; 

always wondering what design is next and what fabric to choose and so on...

Oh no...

I need thread (you get the idea!) I don't know exactly what happened 

to me-except that I was apparently bit by a sewing bug. 

And how has everyone been lately? 
I love the colors in these dresses. Don't you? 
So retro :-)

lg!

Two Offerings

Once

Once a flower in her hair, oh so fair, oh so fair.

Once a flame-fire burning bright, in the night, yes, in the night.

Once a sultry, summer song, now-a dream, all but gone.

Once a singer, once a song-singing praises all day long.

Once a story, once a ‘look,’ now a few lines in a book.

Now a Poem

Once a flower blooming fair, over there, over there

Once a smile upon her face, lips of red-just a trace

Once a breeze across the way-not today, no-not today

Once a tree grew in the hollow, now it’s gone, fallen, fallen…

Once a dream in my heart, now it’s grown, it’s on its own

Once praise, to my God-now a poem, now-a poem.

Once a sleep at midday, come what may, yes come what may.

Once a tentative, diminutive manner-now a roar, a roar and holler.

On getting off the ground...

Remedy the Tarnation

(on getting off the ground or on 'getting going.')

I am part of my own solution

(although this may cause a revolution, of sorts.)

I know I have warts and some convolution

(but let’s not make this an institution,

O.K.?)

So here it is,

part of my Constitution:

I have (thus far) found there is no other

substitution for motion

to rectify constipation (and any stagnation.)

Forward motion will

remedy the tarnation

out of my plight—

rather than staying stuck down in the muck

here

I will arise and take flight—

take my leave...

with this and  

some other 

tricks 

up my sleeve.

STRONGER...

HAD to post this! I am singing along and praying with FAITH~~for "STRONGER MUCH!!!"

lg

Good Eats...

Shepherd's Pie with Creamy Potato Topping

Here is a good way to stretch your budget. Presenting: 

Shepherd's pie with puffy potato topping!

It is filled with carrots, corn, peas, baby Lima beans, and 

pepper-jack cheese cubes in a white rue.  

Of course, to suit our complex family needs...

one is vegetarian and one has roasted chicken added.

Hummmm hummmmm good.
Enjoy these photos~wish I could offer you
a slice through the screen y'all!!
:-)       

Flaming Peach Bud...

O.K., so God is in all things, even the littlest of things.

(I need) to remember that.

:-)

lg

Flower Fun

Caught this beautiful specimen in the rain today! 

And we have had a lot of it! What is it about raindrops pooled 

on a flower that are so intricate and amazing?

Anyway, I love them!

Come on Along!

On our drives into hollows here we encounter 

the most peaceful resting places and 

homesteads that (at one time) were bustling along a 

single lane gravel road. Here is (just) one of them.

There is something about a barn-red house that compels 

a photograph (or two!) Also, the rustic gray small old home 

flanked by trees that were about 4 times its size spoke well to the 

era in which people lived in this place. Come on along! Enjoy. 

Do you feel the peace and quiet of this place?

Unexpected...

 beauty.