Monday, November 10, 2008

Holiday Cards Inspired by This Blog and YOU!





Dad's ordeal seems like a lifetime ago. And although his news hasn't been the best lately, since he's had to say goodbye to his loyal, loving golden retriever Bonnie, in all, things are on the up and up. In a couple weeks, Dad will fly up here to Denver for a nice long weekend and then he, Lee and I will all drive down to Fort Worth in time for Thanksgiving. I'm really looking forward to spending some quality time with Dad.

My friend Jen and I have been working on a little project. She is a graphic designer and she and our friends Cheryl and Lauren wanted to do something that might help Dad. Jen was touched by this blog and, in particular, the entry about decorating the Christmas tree, so we decided to create a set of holiday greeting cards. We ended up with four beautiful designs:
  • The "twinkler" ornament that I described in the blog entry
  • An homage to our community here in Denver, who have been so supportive of me and my family
  • A cute card that highlights several New Year traditions (maybe you'll see your favorite in there!)
  • A thank you card, inspired by how grateful this whole process has made me feel

If you're interested, visit Jen's site (http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6409563), or click on any of the images of the cards below. If you're in Texas and you don't mind waiting, you can order through me and skip the shipping, and I'll bring them with me when I come home for Thanksgiving! Email me at gerree dot hinshaw at gmail dot com. (Cards come in packs of 10 for $12.)


Saturday, November 8, 2008

Bonnie's gone

There goes my baby, there goes my sugah...so long my ragtime gal

Bonnie went peacefully yesterday, around noon, eight days after her twelfth birthday. Some of you have sent private messages full of warm condolence, for which I am grateful. Thank you.

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Who can plumb the depths of grief?

Those with heart and mind askew,

Who can taste disease...

Persimmon glazed with hospital dew.

And touch the echoes' burn, laced with

Distant joy, sunlight and breeze.