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Flowers 2012 Gallery Calendar (Page a Day Gallery Calendar)

Introducing a gallery of fresh and vibrant flowers for your desktop. With hundreds of gorgeously composed photographs in full color, Flowers is the next best thing to stepping into a wildflower-filled meadow, or displaying a fragrant bouquet just cut from the garden. A festive red-and-white tulip blossom. Baskets of dew-flecked lotus flowers in a Bangkok market. A stand of apple trees in full bloom. The sculptural contours of a Golden Arum Lily. The images are a lively mix of studio shots, flowers in nature, blooming trees, flower stalls, private gardens, and botanical prints. For flower lovers, it’s a year of pure beauty.

A lovely spring wedding last year. It was a rush job as on the same day my brother got married and I had to set the wedding up then race to my brothers wedding..thank goodness I wasn't late and didn't have icing over my dress or face!! I have been known to walk out of the kitchen and deliver cakes without checking my face for icing or colouring smudges..

I never really was a bit "heart" fan but since moving to Tallahassee I've had such a wonderful response to the ones I've created that its become a regular in my "repertoire"! This particular heart was done in stained glass and embellished with millefiori and glass bead flowers.....once delivered it sold the same day it was put out!!

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A historical fiction set in Munich, Germany in the early 1930’s before the outbreak of War World II. Eli Levin and Rebecca Baum fall passionately in love and while their differences should have separated them, they instead forged a passionate bond that would change their lives forever.
While religious and social differences weigh heavily on their families in an increasingly tense Germany, the lovers remain unadulterated in spite of the prejudices. After overcoming family issues and social pressures, the two must sustain under a growing violent governmental regime. When the Nazi party heightens in popularity and the party’s ideas influence law, they must face the harsh reality of life and death.

EXCERPT:
Autumn in Munich was always the most beautiful time to her. The leaves changed colors and fell beneath her feet. She loved to walk over orange, yellow, and brown irregular leaf shapes on the cobblestone sidewalk near her home and listen to the crunch. Chalky white clouds and streams of variant blues filled the sky. She skipped off the sidewalk and onto the wet grass, lowering to the rose bushes aligned around her apartment.
She snipped a few deep pink roses with the pruning scissors she kept in her side skirt pocket, a pocket stitched just below a 1920’s German Dresden Wire Mesh purse dangling from her left shoulder. Shechose the purse because of the lavender colors and flowery design. Her long brown skirt dangled over the grass and moistened around its hem. Her black blouse was missing its top button and it ruffled out of her skirt as she bent.
“Rebecca! Rebecca!” A man’s voice yelled down to her from five storiesabove. She placed the flowers in her left hand and glanced up against the sunlight, raising her other hand to protect her eyes. Not recognizing his voice, she squinted to make out his face, his shape, anything, but no one she knew came to mind. The window above closed and then boots clogging against the hard cement steps raced down to greet her. She placed the roses into a brown paper bag nestled under her arm.
A man a foot taller than her, with eyes chocolate brown and wavy dark, short hair, stumbled out of the door. His beige wool trench coat caught the door’s latch as he fumbled with his silk embroidered pale blue tie which swayed over a crisp white shirt. “Rebecca.” His soft shaven face featured kind eyes under thick eyebrows. He reached his hands out to untangle his coat from the door and rolled his eyes at himself. “I always get stuck here. They ought to do something about this latch. It’s a hazard.”

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A historical fiction set in Munich, Germany in the early 1930’s before the outbreak of War World II. Eli Levin and Rebecca Baum fall passionately in love and while their differences should have separated them, they instead forged a passionate bond that would change their lives forever.
While religious and social differences weigh heavily on their families in an increasingly tense Germany, the lovers remain unadulterated in spite of the prejudices. After overcoming family issues and social pressures, the two must sustain under a growing violent governmental regime. When the Nazi party heightens in popularity and the party’s ideas influence law, they must face the harsh reality of life and death.

EXCERPT:
Autumn in Munich was always the most beautiful time to her. The leaves changed colors and fell beneath her feet. She loved to walk over orange, yellow, and brown irregular leaf shapes on the cobblestone sidewalk near her home and listen to the crunch. Chalky white clouds and streams of variant blues filled the sky. She skipped off the sidewalk and onto the wet grass, lowering to the rose bushes aligned around her apartment.
She snipped a few deep pink roses with the pruning scissors she kept in her side skirt pocket, a pocket stitched just below a 1920’s German Dresden Wire Mesh purse dangling from her left shoulder. Shechose the purse because of the lavender colors and flowery design. Her long brown skirt dangled over the grass and moistened around its hem. Her black blouse was missing its top button and it ruffled out of her skirt as she bent.
“Rebecca! Rebecca!” A man’s voice yelled down to her from five storiesabove. She placed the flowers in her left hand and glanced up against the sunlight, raising her other hand to protect her eyes. Not recognizing his voice, she squinted to make out his face, his shape, anything, but no one she knew came to mind. The window above closed and then boots clogging against the hard cement steps raced down to greet her. She placed the roses into a brown paper bag nestled under her arm.
A man a foot taller than her, with eyes chocolate brown and wavy dark, short hair, stumbled out of the door. His beige wool trench coat caught the door’s latch as he fumbled with his silk embroidered pale blue tie which swayed over a crisp white shirt. “Rebecca.” His soft shaven face featured kind eyes under thick eyebrows. He reached his hands out to untangle his coat from the door and rolled his eyes at himself. “I always get stuck here. They ought to do something about this latch. It’s a hazard.”