Have you been blogging for quite some time? Is your blog "fat" with posts? Do you even remember what the content of long ago posts are about?I often receive letters in the mail from individua...
I absolutely loved growing up in my hometown of Friendly, Maryland. I lived on Old Allentown Road, the road to take if you were going any place important. It took me upon my bicycle each mornin...
The six months I spent away from this place I so love was a very low period in my life. There was not a single day I didnt think about the women who had become my friends and their craft rooms I so e...
It was a revelation to me when I married and moved to northern Michigan that many of the older population traveled south to Florida for the winter. This did not occur in the state I called home where...
Oh My Goodness! Doesnt every craft room need a little bit of Florida? The answer is "yes" if you love this peninsula shaped state as much as I do. I have loved the State of Florida since I wa...
SIGH! I cant tell you how many times I have stopped in to visit Renee of My Vintage Mending and lingered over the Cute as Can Be fabric creations adorning her adorable craft room. I absolutely fell i...
Truly, if I could choose to live anywhere in the Heart of Ohio, it would be on the shaded streets of Clintonville where each home is more charming than the next.Called a "Streetcar Neighborhood&#...
My sweet Twirly Swirl Girl and Joe have now celebrated their six month anniversary. That they have barely known each other a year makes this milestone one measured carefully by mothers wanting ...
Spiraled notebook angled, pencil poised," To Whom It May Concern" barely heard. My thoughts leading up to the Days of May, my last days in secretarial school, were of declared kisses and hone...
It seems spring isnt the only thing in the air of my beloved craft room, there seems to be a stirring among the characters that inhabit its shelves. It seems there is a conversation of love. It seems...
My brother only calls me when he is in his car. He is the busiest person that I know. Not only does he teach school five days a week, but he teaches piano lessons seven days a week. Monday thru Frida...
It seems there was a time when you might meet your future husband by preparing the best ever lunch imaginable and packing it within a decorated box to be auctioned at a gathering such as a picnic. A ...
I have loved sidewalks for as long as I can remember. For me they call to mind the times I would plead with my father to allow me to accompany him on his daily constitutional. My father was so tall, ...
If you have read my blog for any time at all, you will have come to know that I am someone who is not comfortable in the company of others. I am a very shy person by nature. I once heard that i...
You do know that I love the Little Red House and its inhabitants and am always happy to have a reason to stop by for a visit. A posting in our local paper provided just the opportunity. It seems I am...
The summer of my eighth year of childhood is indelibly transcribed in my memory file folders, the one labeled PARENTS. It was the summer both my father and mother volunteered to participate in the Gi...
My mother-in-law Ruth was a woman who loved bric-a-brac. There wasnt a surface of her home that was not filled with items that had caught her eye over her many years of window shopping.Ruth was very ...
Do you recall when you were younger, favorite next door neighbors always seeming to look exactly the same year after year? Perhaps even after you had left home and returned for a visit, they surprisi...
If you have followed my stories for quite a time, you know that my brother John is a proverbial Huckleberry Finn. Adventure and mischief seem to cloak him as comfortably as silt on the bottom of the ...
I love springtime in the Midwest. It is a slow-moving affair that allows each variety of flower its own moment to take center stage. Saucer Magnolias appear first of all. Their pink tipped white buds...
Young, single male pilots are a breed of men unto themselves. When they gather together they speak in acronyms that close by female listeners are unable to understand but are drawn closer as though l...
Just this past week I awoke to a day before me with nothing but hours to fill. Husband far from home, children in their own nests, pets already asleep for the day. A day so similar to every day for t...
Creative Breathing is no longer an active blog, but I do hope you enjoy browsing through past Valentines Day crafts made by clicking on the images on the sidebar. There is always a holiday to be foun...
The go ahead has been given, the time is nearly here, Thread Candy Studio will begin releasing my patterns in kit form as well as booklet form beginning in the month of June. I so love the Cute...
Happy New Year Dear Friends! I hope these early days of January find you healthy and happy, hopeful for days that will be looked upon in the future with gladness of heart.I had so wanted to sha...
Empty Nest Days needing to be filled. A community of women looking to be found. Posy Gets Cozy a journey begun, cute as can be crafts in my own place to be.A lifetime love of thread and needle ...
A visit to a favorite antique mall here in the Heart of Ohio had nearly come to an end when the glimpse of a red heart caught my eye hidden behind stacks of Mid-Centruy Modern.Squeezing only the top ...
Creative Breathing Headquarters here, temporary home of your oh so Cute as Can Be Christmas tags. Envelopes addressed, just a few more to arrive, fingered memories of friendship and fun. A great disp...
Thank you all so very much for participating in this last tag swap with me. I cant wait for you to hold in hand all of the lovingly made paper art. Each person has expressed in their own creati...
The Blog, by Elizabeth Andrus wwwtheblognovel.blogspot.comCr eative Breathing from the beginning has told a very special story amongst all the cute as can be crafts. The story of mothers and dau...
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