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This is an exercise from Misty Mawn's pre-workshop in being mindful of whatever you're doing, really paying attention to and being present with one thing at a time. Living in the present moment and absorbing the essence of whatever you're doing at the time or whoever you're with. I spent a few minutes with a burning candle, lit for my dad, absorbing the experience into my soul, and wrote about

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Surprise! I know I've been really lax about posting here for a long time. The fact is I've been taking online workshops in mixed media journaling and art and my other blog, Moxie Blue, has been getting all the attention and pictures. I have signed up for three online workshops, all beginning in January, and I know that at least one of them includes quite a bit of writing, which I will also post

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Misty Mawn's Open Studio Workshop doesn't officially open until January 9, but she gave us a few preliminary things to do to get acquainted. One was to write a poem, of sorts, titled "I Am Here". This is my effort. The lines are not in any particular order, but in the order they came to me. I'm a little nervous about sharing it, because some of it I've never shared with anyone, plus the fact

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(Hallmark Card) Merry CHRISTmas and Happy New Year! I appreciate each and every one of you that take the time to read my blog, even though I haven't put much on it this year. I wish each of you a stocking filled with an abundance of health. love, peace, and happiness for the coming new year, and I look forward to sharing a creative 2011 with you. :)

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I wrote the following fictional story in the late nineties, before there were plus-sized dancers on TV much. It was a 3000 word assignment for fiction in the writing course I was taking at the time. It came close to being published a couple of times, and I used it as the basis for a novel in the novel writing course I took last year that I've never finished. I decided to share it on Scribbles

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in the places you'd least expect them sometimes. Can you see her? I took this photo of two of my favorite perfume bottles to draw, because I didn't have time to capture all the reflections and refractions in pencil, and I thought they were so pretty. I was awed to find a tiny angel hiding among them.I did not minipulate this in any way. It is the way the light shone through the perfume (a full

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Just wanted to thank you all for your visits and comments and to wish you all a MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR! May we all have a healthy, happy, prosperous New Year!This hand quilted ornament was made and given to me by my Aunt Lela this Christmas. The center is made from one of my uncle's bandanas. He passed away right after Christmas last year and he is dearly missed. They are special

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Remember the story three posts back about the friend who gave me two Snowbabies ornaments years ago and I put them up for safe keeping and couldn't find them again until a couple of months ago? Well, this little tale is about another one of our "mishaps," and, trust me, we've had many over the past 48 years. Yep, we've been close friends that long!Anyway, her birthday was last Tuesday. I hadn't

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Just a note to say that I haven't forgotten that I have this blog. I have just been so busy with drawing and sketching, etc lately, plus I've been trying to set up an Etsy store and taking part in the Art Every Day Month challenge, in which I set myself a goal of sketching 30 dolls in 30 days. I posted my 22nd one today on http://wwwmoxiebluecom.blogspot.com/. I'm having a blast, but it is taking

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Look at the pictures below. Do you see her? The lady with the black braids and the white dress? In the background? Now do you see her? I think it's the ghost of my Great-Grandma, Melinda Lucinda Valentine Sanders Prater. She died way before I was born, but she was a full blooded Cherokee Indian, and I've always been fascinated by her. When I was little, I would ask my grandmother what her

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I just published a post on http://wwwmoxiebluecom.blogspot.com/ with this sketch and a story about my lost snowbaby figurines.It was a sketch for my Everyday Matters drawing group, to which I added a true story. I would have copied it here, but for some reason I can no longer copy and paste to my blogs, and I don't have time to re-type the whole thing right now.It's titled "EDM #242--Snowbaby

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It's been a while since I posted on Scribbles. It's not that I haven't been thinking about it or that I didn't want to. It's just that I have sooo many projects going that I'm bound to fall behind on some of them. I have lots of stories to tell you if I can ever get organized and get all my ducks in a row so that I can keep up with everything.Along with trying to keep up three blogs and Facebook,

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The other day Mama was talking about picking cotton when I was little. She, daddy, and I literally had nothing but each other, well we had very little, and I was sick a lot. Daddy worked all the time when he could find work, and Mama worked at different things to help out, or if she wanted something extra.I remember her picking cotton to get enough money to buy me a panda teddy bear when I was

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I just wanted to say hello and that I'm still here, wanting to write, but not finding the quiet to do it in just now. We're adapting to retirement and all that it brings with it, but I can't seem to get organized enough to get any writing done, and my art time is slipping, as well.I write and paint best when I do it everyday, at least for a little while. I'm struggling to do any at all right now.

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T-Biscuit relaxing on the fountain in the shade of the Mini-Jungle (see story below). T is a runt and as an adult is only about half the size she should be, and she is as quick as lightening. Has been since she was a tiny kitten. I tell her she's half chipmunk. She darts between Sammie-dog and the other cats and a food morsel and is gone with it before they know what happened. She will stand on

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Once upon a time we had huge pine trees in the back yard, which made it very shady. Jim helped me make a small flower bed, approximately 8' x 10', just outside the dining room windows. I could also see it through the window over the sink in the kitchen when I was cooking or washing dishes, and through the utility room window when I was doing laundry.Kibbles, my Pekingese dog companion at the time

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Ilsa And The Puppies Drawing and Story by Sharon PopeIlsa tried to stay in the shadows as much as possible, but shafts of light from the street light spotlighted the very thing she was trying to hide...two puppies.She stole them from her neighbor's yard during the middle of

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Polecats, or skunks, along with a variety of other wildlife are common occurrences in our yard. We live in the country with fields, woods, and the river surrounding us. Polecats have caused a number of chases for our dogs over the years, many times resulting in the dogs being very sick and having to wear strong perfume for several days. More than once I had our little house dog in the bathtub in

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Today's OMW prompt is to write about a business that I would like to start. I wrote:"If I had the moxie, I would start a little school where I would teach art and writing. It would also acquaint the rural area that I live in with the arts by having student shows and readings in the community, thereby encouraging others to find their talents for the arts."You can go to the comments section of OMW

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Today's OMW prompt is creative. Other than OMW, in what ways will I be creative today? I wrote:"It's another cold, dark, and cloudy day here. I feel the urge to go back to bed. However, the urge to do my daily sketch, write a blog entry and a short story, with a little housework thrown in, is over-riding the first urge."

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Today's One-Minute Writer topic is Magic. Tell about a magical time you've experienced. Here's what I wrote:"It was late afternoon a couple of days ago. The sun was setting, turning everything golden. Hubby and I sat on the edge of the bed watching a herd of deer frolicking in the hayfield. They were playing tag in the sage grass, running in and out of the long shadows, flagged tails flashing.

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This weeks challenge on Inspire Me Thursday is ghost. I posted a photo and a little written story to go with it on Moxie Blue under the same title as this post if you'd like to read it. Thanks so much for visiting and a new tale or two is on the way for Scribbles!

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I shared some photos and a story on my Moxie Blue blog last week of a large red fox that has been visiting our back yard in the late evenings, right around dusk, looking for leftover feed. He has beautiful red fur with a white underside and a white tipped bushy tail. His ears, tail, nose, and legs have black accents. He looks like he's wearing black knee socks.I know there's a danger from wild

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Today's one-minute writer prompt is: It is said that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. If so, who would you like to imitate, and in what way?I wrote:"Aside from Jesus, there are many people who have traits that I admire, but I'm old enough now that I just want to have the courage to be a good version of myself."Being ourselves is not an easy task. :)

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Today's One Minute Writer theme: What's missing from your life? Are you trying to find it?"Time and organization are missing in my life. As I get older, the time goes faster and faster it seems like, and I just can't seem to find the time to get organized anymore. My house is a disaster and I can't get as much of anything accomplished as I used to. Yes, I am trying to find organization, which

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These roses were given to me by Mama after Valentine's Day and were wrapped in yellow tissue paper and cellophane, all tied up with a golden ribbon. They are made of very thin wood. The pink ones are pretty, but yellow roses are my favorites. I haven't tried to arrange them yet. I just let them fall naturally. I kind of like them that way though.Mama's friend, Wilma, who picked up the roses for

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Sketchbook doodle inspired by Melissa's technique. Check out her blog for some really fun art. Click on the picture to enlarge it so you can see the facial expressions better. They just crack me up. The reason I've posted this on my writing blog is that hubby has just retired, and I'm hoping this is not us in a few weeks, but I might be able to write a story to go with this doodle by then. What

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Today's one minute writer challenge is toast. If I was at an event and had to make a toast I'd raise my glass and say:"I raise my glass to all of those who not only believe in paying acts of kindness forward, but actually do it."

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The One Minute Writer challenge for today is store. If I had a store, what would I sell? You only have one minute to write your answer. This is my first time participating, so I didn't use my whole minute this time, but here's what I posted:"The store of healing, dreams,and art would be open for business, with books and music everywhere. Everyone would be welcome!"There are some interesting

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I have had a week of minor mishaps. So far I haven't broken anything, knock on wood. :)Sunday night I started to bed and knocked the clock off the bedside table right onto the top of my big toe. Boy, did that hurt! And, yes, I said the S word. :) Not proud of it, but out it came.I was holding my foot and dancing around in pain while hubby shouted from the living room, "What did you do?"He got

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This weeks challenge at Inspire Me Thursday is lace. I immediately thought of one of my favorite dolls in my collection and her dress. I'm posting Sara's photo on my Scribbles blog, because there is a story behind the dress, which I would like to share with you.I rescued this hard plastic doll from the 50's at a flea market for very little money. She was dressed in a one-piece white satin

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This is a double page watercolor drawing in my Moleskine sketchbook in participation in the heART blog festival that Mother Henna is hosting on her blog on Valentine Day. You can click on the Exploring My heART badge on my sidebar to find out the details if you'd like to join in.Like anyone else who has live long enough, my heart bears the scars of being cracked, broken, and shattered. It has

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First 3 completed chapters of my novelI didn't tell y'all that I just finished a two year course on novel writing with Long Ridge Writers Group. This last assignment was actually way late and was really a challenge to get myself to do.It was the business part of the course and included a query letter, a cover letter, a synopsis of the whole

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Well, Sammidog has been with us almost three months now, and he almost has me trained.For those of you who haven't read the post (under the label of Sammidog) about how he came to live with us, he came trudging up through the garden one morning so starved that you could see every bone in his body, and he could barely stand up he was so malnourished. Mama gave him some dog food, but her dog let

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I find myself having a hard time getting started back to writing or drawing in the new year. I had the habit of drawing/writing something every morning while I had my first cup of coffee. The holidays have thrown that off a bit it seems. I've gone from "couldn't wait to get started" to "finding it difficult or downright impossible to start."This brings me to a question Leah asked in a post, and

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For some reason the font letters wouldn't go any larger. Sorry! It says, "Happy MoooooooYear From Rabbit Hop."Wishing you all the best year ever!

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I just wanted to tell you that we went to Wal-Mart yesterday evening and got all our Christmas gifts bought within a couple of hours, and I managed not to have an anxiety attack or give out. Thank the Lord.Mama called yesterday morning to tell me that she and a friend were going shopping in Savannah. J had just gotten up and we didn't know if we were going anywhere or not yet. When he got awake

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I can't believe that Christmas is less than a week away, and I haven't started shopping yet. Can you?I have anxiety attacks in crowded stores, and I know this, yet I have procrastinated until the last minute when the stores will not only be crowded, they will be PACKED, making it a potential health hazard for me. Mama loves this. She likes running into people she knows and visiting.I have no idea

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Just to say hello and let you know that I'm still working on getting this blog started. I'm going to have to start keeping a notebook in my hand to jot down what I want to say. I have these ideas and thoughts when I'm busy doing other things, then when I get time to write the ideas have sprouted wings and flown away. Plus, I've gotten myself involved in a few weekly art challenges, which is great

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I found this little meme on Pattie's blog, and since she left an open invitation at the end to play along, I thought I'd share a little more about me. I hope I can make it, at least, a little interesting. "Krisket's Rose"Four Things I Did Today1. A loose pen & ink sketch of a woman on TV, which looked nothing like her, by the way2. Rode the ATV to the mailbox and then down in the fields to check

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I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. I did. It was just mama and me this year, although we were invited to a couple of places. All I wanted was dressing and mashed potatoes. Mama cooked and, of course, added some other dishes, plus one of my favorite pies that we've always just called "just pie", which was delicious. We just spent a quiet evening together. Jim missed being with family, but he

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This is TT (Tiny Target because the markings on her side look like a bullseye, like her dad (Target) and her mom (Little Target). She is small for her age and darts around like a chipmunk. She's a hoot and I'm thankful for her too. :)I would like to list all of the people and things I am thankful for, not just today, but every day, however, it would take forever, so here are just a few:I am

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Meet Sammi-Dog...He arrived on Rabbit Hop last week.Mama, who lives next door, saw him coming up through the garden the middle of last week with his chin and tail dragging the ground. She happened to be feeding her cats and dog at the time, so that's where he went first. He was so starved that he could barely walk and his head and ears were covered in big ticks. She felt sorry for him and fed him

Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828700913491969786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1404718803590706330.post-22972219217153138722008-11-11T08:37:00.004-06:002008-11-11T09:22:13.566-06:00

Tulips were one of daddy's favorite flowers, so this little watercolor painting is for him. He left us unexpectedly on Nov. 11, 2004, four years ago, and not a day goes by that I don't miss sharing my life with him. All the little day to day things. He is always in my heart and I feel his presence around me continually. He was a good dad, and though I'm a senior citizen now, I'm still his "Baby

Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828700913491969786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1404718803590706330.post-10002958201394400672008-11-07T12:42:00.009-06:002008-11-14T08:03:32.283-06:00

The other day I was blog visiting and on Amanda Blake's blog I discovered this painting, which I love, and I couldn't help but giggle when I looked at it and it's title. It brought back memories of the two imaginary friends that I was blessed with as a child. Mine happened to be people, and I still have a soft place in my heart for those girls. :)Their names were Madamojell and Jessie Brown and

Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828700913491969786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1404718803590706330.post-55944181425743398692008-11-01T08:15:00.010-05:002008-11-08T07:13:42.627-06:00

I originally posted this little bit of Rabbit Hop history on Moxie Blue about a year ago, and surprised some of the people that had known me for years. They thought RH was a figment of my imagination. Since some of you may not be familiar with me I thought I'd post it here also. Hope you enjoy!Thought I'd share a little about Rabbit Hop this morning, as some of you may be wondering what it is or

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This blog has just been started, so is still under construction. I have been doing everything on my other blog Moxie Blue, which includes my artistic endeavors, challenges, writings, etc. Somehow, all of a sudden, it doesn't seem to all work together, so I've decided to try keeping up two blogs.Moxie Blue will still have my art related posts and pictures, and Scribbles will house any writings

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