Today is moving day! New Avenue Crew is moving to its new blog home at http://newavenuecrew.blogspot.com. Follow me!
New Avenue Crew’s new home was entirely too bare, so I set to work. Whew! Not finished yet…
Aging doesn’t come naturally to me. I am hesitant. I am far from brave. A dash of color here, a trim there, some sandpaper…
Dear readers, please don’t be alarmed. I am talking about aging the little bear who’s pictured two posts down having a quiet conversation with another bear in progress. When I’m facing a little bear with scissors, some form of stain, and fine-grain sandpaper, it sometimes seems that I should apologize to the little soul before I begin, during the process, and even afterward. And, not being the brave sort, I hesitate to go too far, because, gulp, the fur doesn’t grow back!
Last night before bed, my daughter entered the room where I was working on aging the little bear. She said, “Oh, he’s cute!” and asked to hold him. When she saw him up close, she exclaimed, “He looks old!” I just smiled and told her that’s what I was aiming for. I only hope I can get the “loved” part in there, too.
Now, it’s nothing to worry about, really. I’ve been thinking about doing this for quite some time now. Complexity is not something I need in my daily life (unless I’m working on a new design or something else I don’t mind wrapping my head around). And I do like design.
What might this be, you say? I have decided to make the move…to Blogger. Yes, the New Avenue Crew blog will be moving to http://newavenuecrew.blogspot.com sometime soon. I have some things to work out, like the aforementioned design and theme, but I am excited about the possibilities. I have found Blogger much easier to work with, and there are design themes available (from third parties) that are relatively easy to implement without cost (WordPress charges a fee for customization, but I don’t even know how to work with CSS!).
And so, dear reader, please be watching this space for my official moving announcement. You can even go visit our new home right now, but remember that the walls are bear, er, bare.
For the past few weeks, I have had my bears in progress sitting on my bed. Two of them always seem to end up in what looks like a conspiratorial pose, or one in which they are having a long chat or are looking lovingly into each others’ eyes…I always smile when I see them. I thought I would share a snapshot of them with you, even though they are not finished–a sneak peek at my sweet little chums in progress–and tell you what I think they might be discussing.
“Goodness, when do you think she will finally finish us?”
“I don’t know, but it’s been years in my case.”
“Did you know that she is a proofreader during the day, and she’s a wife and mother, and she works on us in between everything else?”
“Oh! What’s a proofreader?”
“She makes sure that the written word sounds good, looks good…that kind of thing.”
“But why has it taken her so many years to make us?”
“She and her husband adopted their two teenage daughters last year. That took a long time.”
“I’m sure it did!”
“But you know, I’m really very glad she has come out of her bear-making hibernation so we can be loved and adopted one day, too!”
“By the way, though it has taken a few years for her to make you, she is going to ‘age’ you some more. Your fur is what they call ‘vintage’ upholstery mohair, and she has already given you some worn spots on your ear, forehead, and muzzle. Her mom collected antique dolls for many years, and so she became a fan of antique teddy bears. She has made one other ‘aged’ bear; he looked well loved. And that’s what she wants for you.”
“Oh! It must be a good thing to be loved.”
“I think it must be.”