sunday bear: john lennon

“Crackers, Yeoman 2nd Class,” by Denise Dewire (German distressed mohair, blue chambray sailor suit, tea-stained cap, 1988).

 

 

As a kid I had a dream – I wanted to own my own bicycle. When I got the bike I must have been the happiest boy in Liverpool, maybe the world. I lived for that bike. Most kids left their bike in the backyard at night. Not me. I insisted on taking mine indoors and the first night I even kept it in my bed. ~ John Lennon

♥ Today’s Sunday Bear Hug is brought to you by Mr. Cornelius, whose favorite Lennon song is “Imagine.” He also thinks you’d make a mighty fine Honey Pie. Rattle your jewelry, clink your teacups and have a smashing day!

(((((HUGS))))))HONEY PIE((((((HUGS))))))

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sunday bear: percy bysshe shelley

“Ophelia” by Kathy Mullin (German distressed wavy mohair, antique baby dress, 1989)

 

 

And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley, “The Sensitive Plant.”

♥ This week’s Sunday Bear Hug is brought to you by the sensitive and dreamy Mr. Cornelius, who’ll be out today cavorting with the daffodils and having tea with the robins. Happy Week, Friends!

(((HUGS))((HUGS))((HUGS))((HUGS))((HUGS))

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sunday bear: mary oliver

“Mary Ann and her kitty Jellylorum,” by Mary Holstad (beige mohair, shoebutton eyes, vintage low-waist frock, 1987)
Why I Wake Early
by Mary Oliver
 
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety –
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light –
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day.
♥ This week’s Sunday Bear Hug is brought to you by Mr. Cornelius, who wishes you the brightest and most glorious of mornings, hoping you’ll carry this light with you throughout the week.
(((((((((((((((((HUG)))))))))))))))))))
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sunday bear: khalil gibran

“Becky” by Hillary Hulen (yellow distressed mohair, antique embroidered bib, 1989)

 

 

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. 

(Khalil Gibran)

♥ Your Sunday Bear Hug is brought to you by Mr. Cornelius, who would be happy to wish you a very Good Morning, but he’s not up yet. Pass the cinnamon rolls and talk amongst yourselves.

((((((((((((((((((((((((HUGHUGHUGHUG))))))))))))))))))))))

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sunday bear: shirley temple

“Bearly Temple” by North American Bear (1988)

 

 

I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to a department store and he asked for my autograph.

(Shirley Temple)

♥ Today’s cinematic Sunday Bear Hug is brought to you by Cornelius, who wishes you a Happy Oscar Sunday and wants to know if you think he’s handsomer than George Clooney.

 

The resemblance is mind boggling . . .

((((HUG))))(((((((((((((((HUG))))))))))))))((((((((((((((HUG)))))))))))))))((((HUG))))

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