Fairy Glen Pop-out Card |
Inside of Pop-out Fairy Glen |
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Raised Oval Aperture Card |
Elegant Bouquet Card |
Acatate front panel Card |
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Front side fold card |
Double front fold card |
12 panels make up this quilt effect card |
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Aperture raised panel card |
This card has 3 matting layers over lapping |
Aperture raised acetate panel card |
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Decreasing Circles Card
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Stubby Diamond Fold Card New Tutorial add for this Card |
Inside of front pocket of Stubby Diamond Fold Card |
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Passing out Card for Gaurd |
Debs Card |
Passing Driving test Card |
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New
Years Resolution
1.I will not stuff craft supplies in every
corner of my house 11. I will not tell my boys "just 2
more minutes"
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Crafts are here, crafts
are there. My craft supplies are everywhere. I really should clean this mess, But I like it, I must confess. Floor is littered, chairs are piled, Kitchen’s looking pretty wild. On the table counter too, Seems that any place will do. Hall is stacked with cartons high, Filled with things folks like to buy. Garage is full, but so far … There’s still room to park the car. I never have an idle day, New ideas come my way. Don’t know yet what I’ll create, But at least my imagenation’s great. My family smiles, they don’t complain, Although at times I am a pain. But when all is said and done, I really am a crafty one !! |
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Crafters are a funny bunch, |
I got up this morning, but haven't yet
dressed My dishes aren't done, and the house is in a mess Have not done my work, or fed the cat Just on line for a second, and popped into chat! Theres so much to say, so much crafting to do I'm sitting here now with glitter, scissors and glue But O'dear me, i'm finding it hard When all I need is to make my next card..... I know tomorrow, I'll make a fresh start........... Just You wait till you see My New Work of Art!!!!!! Written by Joanie
If you have found a poem you would like to share please send me an email and I will pop it on for you. |
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If crafting is a petty crime I will soon be doing time If crafting is against the law I'll do time forever more I sit and craft from morn 'til night, my family do despair, but armed with heat gun, ink pads too, I really just don't care The more I see, the more I want, I cannot see an end, to sticky pads and funky foam, I have to spend, spend, spend I made a candle, just last week, it turned out quite a mess, I think I'll stick to making cards, coz that's what I do best Written by Karla |
If people say you’re stuck up They mean you've spilt the glue If they remark on your sparkling personality You've spilt the glitter too You would go and make a cuppa If you could only see the floor Trying manoevre round the obstacle course You think what is it for Well, it’s for the joy of others When your card comes in the post And it never seems like hard work For you enjoy it the most |
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Reasons for being a card maker 1) It helps keep the economy going. It is one's duty to support cardcraft manufacturers, timber/paper mills, craft shops and internet sites.
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She learned to stamp on Monday her embossing was quite fine. She forgot to set out dinner.... so away out we went to dine. She brayered backgrounds Tuesday she says they are a must.... they really are quite lovely but there was no time to dust. On Wednesday it was birthday cards she claims that chalking's fun shading, blending and water-colouring but the laundry wasn't done. Her card swap was on Thursday she had to use green, blue and red, it was obvious she was really engrossed when she failed to make the bed. It was Shaker cards on Friday using techniques that she just adores, what a pity she then failed to notice the crumbs dropped all over the floors. I found a maid on Saturday! My week is now complete my wife can stamp her hours away and the house will still be neat. Well, already it is Sunday and my forehead's feeling damp cos I've cursed, and raved and ranted for the Maid has learned to stamp!! by Jane |
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My arms reach out
through time and space And hold each memory in place: A creaking swing, a whispered word, A promise only night winds heard... A little footstep on the stair, A small fragmented baby prayer. My arms reach out through time and space And do not find an empty place. |
Life is a scrapbook,
torn and old In which our little lives are told, And when the twilight shadows fall This is the sweetest thing of all; To turn the pages of the years, Remembering with happy tears The faithful love, the perfect friend... These things are treasured to the end. |
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The special book upon the shelf was made with many hands. Our ancestors who posed back then all came from different lands. Their pictures were all tucked away and rarely did we see, The importance of these treasures is The start of you and me. The history of our families now here in black and white Preserved with special care and time Each page is done just right. When time permits, we take it down and think of days long past. Our hopes, our dreams, our heritage All safe and made to last. |
But we’re sisters of the heart but not when on a card for our special works of art.
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The Obsessed Crafter |
Dear Lord I’m going to need some notice Before my days are done. You see, I’m a craftaholic. A fact not known to some. My craft room, it is bulging All corners, crannies and nooks There's loads of boxes under the bed, I hope no one ever looks I tell myself when shopping, “No more craft bits today,” But the craft shops are like magnets Drawing me their way. I’m totally at their mercy Just "need" a dozen of each. Then I hurry home to hide them Before the family starts to preach. So Lord, I’ll need a little time To dispose of all this stuff. And Lord, can we just keep all of this, Between the two of us |
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