<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914</id><updated>2011-09-05T18:22:00.160-07:00</updated><category term='melody'/><category term='cydwoq shoes'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='sunny'/><category term='model'/><category term='favorite things'/><category term='lolita lempicka'/><category term='favorites'/><category term='mannequin'/><category term='indigo rhino'/><category term='spring'/><title type='text'>Indigo Rhino Designs</title><subtitle type='html'>Artisan, antique and tribal statement jewelry for the neck and wrist. Jewelry blog...Indigo Rhino Designs jewelry. Bold adornments for the bold woman. You can wear my pieces on safari or on your way to soccer practice. Either way, you'll wear a work of art around your neck.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-6729933148788735288</id><published>2010-03-16T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:48:37.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mannequin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indigo rhino'/><title type='text'>Meet Melody...the Mannequin...</title><content type='html'>Today, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;a mannequin arrived in the mail.&lt;/span&gt; She's about 25" in height...and 18" wide and she's decoupaged in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;yellowing sheet music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The word &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Melody" &lt;/span&gt;is imprinted just above her left shoulder.&lt;div&gt;Once here, I put her in the car...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;riding next to me, mind you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She has no head, but she's quite classy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drove to the park with new and old necklaces in hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We piled out of the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melody the mannequin in one arm...necklaces and camera in the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were some stares. But, alas...they didn't matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;perfect model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No griping. No sighing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And absolutely free of charge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My rustic, bold adornments look fabulous 'bout her neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Rustic and rich in the Colorado sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even caught a glimpse of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Indigo Rhino" &lt;/span&gt;in the shadows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See if you can find him/her???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-6729933148788735288?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/6729933148788735288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2010/03/meet-melodythe-mannequin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/6729933148788735288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/6729933148788735288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2010/03/meet-melodythe-mannequin.html' title='Meet Melody...the Mannequin...'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-8776861542168259087</id><published>2010-03-07T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T16:41:18.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon to Your "Neck" of the Woods...</title><content type='html'>Like a kid before &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dreaming of beads I had yet to touch. &lt;div&gt;All in eager anticipation of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;the Denver Bead Show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't afford Tucson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to wait &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wait &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wait some more. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh so impatient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Oh happy day!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Sunday and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bead stash has tripled. In short, it is ginormous. Pardon if that isn't a word. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Thai Tribe silver, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;rustic wooden lime green&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;boho brown and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;andy apple red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Caramel orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;lovely lapis blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Turquoise. Turquoise and more turquoise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Ancient silver rounds and clasps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;And then there are the pendants...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Pendants that make me ache&lt;/span&gt; to match them with glorious beads of all shapes and sizes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All coming home to roost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-size:x-large;"&gt;All coming soon to your "neck" of the woods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My background photo log wasn't ready for the invasion: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Brown and dull and shabby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Add beads - and POOF all is colorful, creative and rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had I only known this all my life, I'd have avoided all those pitfalls and pity parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;When Janet's down and out, give her beads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let her play in them to her heart's content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let her be with her beads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;Aaaahhhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-8776861542168259087?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/8776861542168259087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2010/03/coming-soon-to-your-neck-of-woods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/8776861542168259087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/8776861542168259087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2010/03/coming-soon-to-your-neck-of-woods.html' title='Coming Soon to Your &quot;Neck&quot; of the Woods...'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-8114371718553439904</id><published>2010-03-01T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:57:00.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imogen Heap &amp; Trash a La Mode...</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;b&gt;digging&lt;/b&gt; both right now. If you haven't heard &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Imogen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I suggest you rush out and buy her new &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;"Ellipse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CD. Electronika wonders include: &lt;div&gt;"Between Sheets,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"Bad Body Double"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(a personal FAV),&lt;br /&gt;"Swoon" and "Little Bird."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert and I rocked it all the way to Boulder and back on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trashalamode.etsy.com/"&gt;Trash a La Mode &lt;/a&gt;on etsy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;her prints are as whimsical and wonderful as the name implies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I've designed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;a new collection for Spring/Summer 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm calling it &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Boho. And you'll find it at &lt;a href="http://indigorhinodesigns.etsy.com/"&gt;IndigoRhinoDesigns.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a bit less bold, but not less elegant than my other pieces. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Rustic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;organic, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; powerful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you wear it on good days and bad. Walking in the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Or the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've named the new necklaces "Wanderlust," "Bliss" "Grace" and "Remembered."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-8114371718553439904?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/8114371718553439904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2010/03/imogen-heap-trash-la-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/8114371718553439904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/8114371718553439904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2010/03/imogen-heap-trash-la-mode.html' title='Imogen Heap &amp; Trash a La Mode...'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-6192440830540651660</id><published>2009-09-11T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:13:58.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranch Life 2009</title><content type='html'>Every year I become a cowgirl for a week. &lt;div&gt;This year I went with the Echo Canyon Gang to Drowsy Water Ranch in Granby, CO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of us have ridden for years...some have horses and some don't, but we all get to be kids for six days and seven nights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Team penning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Herding. Barrel racing. Woo hoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Border collies gone wild. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cozy cabins in the woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roping. Rodeo. You name it, Drowsy Water has it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family run and operated since 1977, they own their own horses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine was a blue roan named Mariah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was fleet of foot - a true cutting horse with a penchant for horse treats, nose rubs and soft whispers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I could take her home with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-6192440830540651660?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/6192440830540651660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/09/ranch-life-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/6192440830540651660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/6192440830540651660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/09/ranch-life-2009.html' title='Ranch Life 2009'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-2601041941844837882</id><published>2009-08-19T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:41:51.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corgis: Pieces and Parts</title><content type='html'>Today, I went for my daily walk with the dogs. I took my camera to take stunning photos, but instead I got "pieces and parts." A tail here. An ear there. Fur streaking by the camera. No smiling Corgi faces until the end. Hope you enjoy the journey with my furry little friends. Winston (he's the long one) and Sake (the short one).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-2601041941844837882?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/2601041941844837882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/08/corgis-pieces-and-parts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/2601041941844837882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/2601041941844837882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/08/corgis-pieces-and-parts.html' title='Corgis: Pieces and Parts'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-5879271302629975572</id><published>2009-07-30T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T18:49:09.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cydwoq shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lolita lempicka'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Things...</title><content type='html'>Oh, the list is long and varied. &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cydwoq shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: see beautiful black boot in photo (visit Cydwoqshoes.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kick-ass &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;cowgirl boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with stars. Oh, yeah. (there were a few pair at sundance.com last time I looked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lolita Lempicka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Why have one when you can have three in different glass bottles no less?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;things that are even better than my favorite things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My latest adornments alongside them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See boots, necklaces and Lolita Lempicka working in tandem to make this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;girl shine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-5879271302629975572?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/5879271302629975572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/5879271302629975572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/5879271302629975572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-favorite-things.html' title='My Favorite Things...'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-759258528959093286</id><published>2009-07-28T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:23:17.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There you have it. My Corgi is a jewelry hound. It all started with the pink and white&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;polka dotted collar I bought him last month. Next day, he was like a kid in a candy store poking in my closest for new pieces. I caught him in casual “what, me…a jewelry hound???” mode trying to make a getaway with the loot he’d taken. These shots aren’t the only evidence. He left a couple of bracelets on the stairs since they wouldn’t stay on his paws while running. The one consolation? He only takes pieces from my most recent collection at &lt;b&gt;indigorhinodesigns.etsy.com.&lt;/b&gt; At least the pooch has good taste. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-759258528959093286?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/759258528959093286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-you-have-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/759258528959093286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/759258528959093286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-you-have-it.html' title=''/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-8056589506087892862</id><published>2009-07-06T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:33:30.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say Cruiser Bike?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;YeeeeeHaaaaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a brand spankin' new vanilla and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;PINK cruiser bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with a bright &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; basket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I've always been a red 'n black gal...rustic and rough on the outside. Rustic and rough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the inside. But I saw this baby online at Benny's Bike Shop and had to have it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ride it everywhere and it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;makes me feel like I'm 12 again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's got that wide white bucket seat that's so comfy and a simple cruiser brake...no speeds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just my speed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so goofy looking that it makes strangers wave and kids laugh as I cruise through neighborhoods. All 52 years of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;What made me buy it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH, I could say my inner child or my pink side, but I prefer to think it was merely a bike that called to me on the internet. And I answered it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's also an "Out There Guy" in Boulder, CO (Ryan Van Duzer). He's riding from Boulder to Washington D.C. on a cruiser bike with two gears; pulling all his own gear. I think he's two weeks into the trip. If he can do that, I can do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch for me cruisin' by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-8056589506087892862?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/8056589506087892862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-you-say-cruiser-bike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/8056589506087892862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/8056589506087892862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-you-say-cruiser-bike.html' title='Can you say Cruiser Bike?'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-2448297334361948624</id><published>2009-06-22T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:59:28.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corgis On Patrol</title><content type='html'>My &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Welch corgis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; go to the park with me to shoot photos of my work. &lt;div&gt;They run &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;f&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ree in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tall, tall grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as though they're &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;wild gazelles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One is two: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Winston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; the other is seven: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They mill about while I adjust lighting and get the necklaces just right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every little thing is perfectly aligned and suddenly Winston&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;b&gt;breaks through the grass&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and br    ea    ks every      thing     up. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;It's unexpected and expected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's the d&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  r oo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;     ler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the wild boy, like a kid with toads and marbles in his pockets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sake is ever vigilant. Very quiet. And constantly good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winston is a little &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;hell-raiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like two kids from the same family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Completely opposite. And both completely adorable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've posted &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Luscious Lime" and "Luminosity"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you'll take a peek at:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://indigorhinodesigns.etsy.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;indigorhinodesigns.etsy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-2448297334361948624?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/2448297334361948624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/06/corgis-on-patrol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/2448297334361948624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/2448297334361948624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/06/corgis-on-patrol.html' title='Corgis On Patrol'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-3817444086597591296</id><published>2009-06-15T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:37:17.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Pigs Fly and Corgis Dance...</title><content type='html'>My most recent purchase is a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;lying pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;flying pig.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;Now I have no excuse for all my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;nasty habits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ll quit biting my nails when pigs fly..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I'll clean the garage when pigs fly..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I have a flying pig now, albeit a metal one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;yellow,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; and white&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;with a &lt;i&gt;squiggly&lt;/i&gt; tail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she's made completely of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;old car parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isn't she adorable? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I have to come up with another excuse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;not completing the things I hate to complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;refuse to complete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see I have these &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Welch Corgi &lt;/span&gt;buddies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're my best design partners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two paws up for a winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One paw down for a loser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They love old trade beads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;to replace "When Pigs Fly,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I'm going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"When Corgis Dance." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know, I'm expecting my boys to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;DANCE&lt;/span&gt; in the next few weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep your eye out for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They love jazz, rock 'n roll and bluegrass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Meet Sake and Winston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...my cuddly little guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And say "hello" to "Miss Piggy." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear she flew over my bed last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-3817444086597591296?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/3817444086597591296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-pigs-fly-and-corgis-dance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/3817444086597591296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/3817444086597591296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-pigs-fly-and-corgis-dance.html' title='When Pigs Fly and Corgis Dance...'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-916978524272768945</id><published>2009-05-27T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:57:40.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Sunshine on my Shoulders...</title><content type='html'>Oh, does it ever feel warm and good.&lt;br /&gt;We've had six days of rain in "sunny" Colorado. Made for a very grumpy Memorial Day weekend. Now, the sun is shining brightly and everyone's back to work.&lt;br /&gt;Spring has sprung.&lt;br /&gt;The grass is ris.&lt;br /&gt;And I know where the flowers is...&lt;br /&gt;Where did I learn that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-916978524272768945?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/916978524272768945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunshine-on-my-shoulders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/916978524272768945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/916978524272768945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunshine-on-my-shoulders.html' title='Sunshine on my Shoulders...'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692895152947191914.post-6634891780155402663</id><published>2009-04-22T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:17:38.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As I Grow Older, I Like Bigger and Bolder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's just the way I am. I see so many &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;petite&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;delicate&lt;/span&gt; necklaces and bracelets made of light &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;crystal&lt;/span&gt; and bird &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;feathers&lt;/span&gt; and butterfly wings. And I look at my designs and I think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOW, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pieces are &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;big and bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as I grow older. Or younger.&lt;br /&gt;I was a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shrinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;violet &lt;/span&gt;as a kid, hiding my face and trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;blend in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;, I strut about like a spring chicken in cowgirl boots, tight jeans, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;brassy&lt;/span&gt; earrings, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;assy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;necklaces, all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;gold and bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...with rings&lt;br /&gt;d&lt;br /&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off many of my fingers. And what might &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's Colorado and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;rf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;ul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is certainly &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;the norm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it goes deeper than &lt;/span&gt;that. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;who I've become and I want people to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;see that&lt;/span&gt;. The adornments I create feature tribal and vintage beads...some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;brass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, sterling silver, Thai Tribe silver...many with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pendants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; including scarabs and African-inspired brass and silver pieces. For centuries, women have adorned themselves and their homes with art and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beads that tell a story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;who they &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;where they've &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I like that. It's as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simple &lt;/span&gt;as that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come visit me at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://indigorhinodesigns.etsy.com"&gt;indigorhinodesigns.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2692895152947191914-6634891780155402663?l=indigorhino1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/feeds/6634891780155402663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-i-grow-older-i-like-bigger-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/6634891780155402663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2692895152947191914/posts/default/6634891780155402663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indigorhino1.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-i-grow-older-i-like-bigger-and.html' title='As I Grow Older, I Like Bigger and Bolder...'/><author><name>indigorhino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06647797509725021681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WsZG_hNgiEs/SnDod3EUlXI/AAAAAAAAADc/eLyrEWdkp8g/S220/CIMG9548.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
