This list is just a guide. Please always double check the challenge site for rules and more information. Thank you. Every Design Team we know will appreciate it.
Do you know of a challenge that isn't on our list? Please comment with a link.Marlene here with Sunday's new Challenges.
Weekly Sunday Post Card - Open, 6" x 4" postcards only, JFF - Asemic Writing(see below).The Paper Players - Open, OE4 - (#558) Sketch (see below) Patterned Paper Play - 5 Different Patterned Paper
Fortnightly No Layers + Optional Hugs (See Below). Anything Goes. Furry Friends Lil Patch of Crafty Friends - Open, MF, E3, T3, RW - (1st & 3rd Sun) - Anything Goes (#166) Swing (see below) Anything Goes Sketch - (see below) Taking Time Out - will be back later in the Year The Studio Challenge - Open - Only Layouts - W2 of 2 - Numbers (See Below)
Monthly613 Avenue Create - Open, E3, T5 - September - (9) School Daze (see below)Angie's Digital Stamps - Open, MF, E3, T3, RW September - (#56) Anything Goes + Opt: Fall Colors (posting late) Chocolate Baroque Challenge Open, No Digis, E3, T3, RW - September - Anything Goes option of Celebration Anything Goes
Dare 2B Artzy - Open, RW, E3, Extra entry w/ D2BA - September - Cards for Babies/Kids/TeensDragonfly Dreams - Open, RW, T3 - September - Favourite Stamp Always Anything Mixed Media Goes
Picture Inspiration & Sketches
Weekly
As I swing, as I swing,
Here beneath my mother’s wing,
Here beneath my mother’s arm,
Never earthly thing can harm.
Up and down, to and fro,
With a steady sweep I go,
“Come away with me, my dear!
In the tiger-lily’s cup
Sweetest honey we will sup.”
Go away, you velvet thing!
I must swing! I must swing!
As I swing, as I swing,
Butterfly comes fluttering,
“Little child, now come away
’Mid the clover-blooms to play;
Clover-blooms are red and white,
Sky is blue and sun is bright.
Why then thus, with folded wing,
Sit and swing, sit and swing?”
As I swing, as I swing,
Oriole comes hovering.
“See my nest in yonder tree!
Little child, come work with me.
Learn to make a perfect nest,
That of all things is the best.
Come! nor longer loitering
Sit and swing, sit and swing!”
As I swing, as I swing,
Though I have not any wing,
Still I would not change with you,
Happiest bird that ever flew.
Butterfly and honey-bee,
Sure ’t is you must envy me,
Safe beneath my mother’s wing
As I swing, as I swing.
As I swing, as I swing,
Here beneath my mother’s wing,
Here beneath my mother’s arm,
Never earthly thing can harm.
Up and down, to and fro,
With a steady sweep I go,
“Come away with me, my dear!
In the tiger-lily’s cup
Sweetest honey we will sup.”
Go away, you velvet thing!
I must swing! I must swing!
As I swing, as I swing,
Butterfly comes fluttering,
“Little child, now come away
’Mid the clover-blooms to play;
Clover-blooms are red and white,
Sky is blue and sun is bright.
Why then thus, with folded wing,
Sit and swing, sit and swing?”
As I swing, as I swing,
Oriole comes hovering.
“See my nest in yonder tree!
Little child, come work with me.
Learn to make a perfect nest,
That of all things is the best.
Come! nor longer loitering
Sit and swing, sit and swing!”
As I swing, as I swing,
Though I have not any wing,
Still I would not change with you,
Happiest bird that ever flew.
Butterfly and honey-bee,
Sure ’t is you must envy me,
Safe beneath my mother’s wing
As I swing, as I swing.
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