Well, I hope you all like my our new logo. But, really, you can tell from the picture who is the most important person -- who is the tallest? Who has the most beautiful ears? Who is the star of the book The World, According to Freckles? Yes, I believe that would be me.
Robyn did a superb job capturing my ambience and my beautiful ears (which are an important part of my ambience.) I believe in the next version of our logo we could just leave Deb out entirely.
Our dear friend Robyn Waters who almost gave Freckles her eyes a couple of posts ago, created this beautiful logo for us! Be sure to biggify the picture by clicking on it so you can read the title of the book we are reading! Robyn is a terrific artist and we love all of her work! You can check it out at her website. You will be amazed by her beautiful illustrations, just as we are amazed by her and all that she accomplishes!
THANK YOU, ROBYN!!
Update - Robyn sent a second copy with a different color background. What do you guys think? Which one do you like best?
Freckles: I understand that Robyn didn't really offer me her eyes the other day. I was just a little confused. People do that to me sometimes.
Deb: Yes, the English language can sometimes be very confusing.
Freckles: So, what about when somebody says, "Lend me an ear?" How can you lend someone your ear? My ears are both attached tightly to my head and even if I loaned one to you, it would never fit. Does that mean I should just loan my ears to other bunnies and you should loan yours to people? And, if so, how long before they have to give them back? Can I charge interest? What if they run off with them? Are there collection agencies for ears?
Deb: Oh, Freckles. "Lend me an ear" means that someone wants you to listen to them. That's all.
Freckles: Well, why don't they just say that then. Brother, what a strange language you speak!
Deb: I know. Just hold onto your ears. You twirl and twist them around so beautifully!
My friend Robyn said, "I only have eyes for you, Freckles!"
I have perfectly good eyes, they work quite well. I don't need anyone else's eyes. Even though I like Robyn very much, and she is working on a surprise for me, and I like surprises very much, she should keep her eyes. She's an artist and needs them for her work. She shouldn't be giving them away.
Besides, Robyn, your eyes are totally the wrong color for me and you certainly know how important color is. It would drive you crazy if you could see me with them and how they wouldn't match my ambiance -- but then you couldn't see, because you would have given your eyes to me. So, Robyn, you should hold onto your eyes. You shouldn't be so generous with them. You would really miss them if you didn't have them anymore.
But, thanks for offering. A friend who would give her eyes to you is a true friend indeed.
Freckles: Okay, so while we are on the subject of eyes, I don't like that expression "Her eyes are bigger than her stomach." I mean, that's impossible. My eyes are quite lovely and nowhere near as big as my stomach, which, although dainty, can still hold a large amount of dandylions.
Deb: The saying just means that you think you can eat more than you really can. Your eyes see a lot of food and want it, but your stomach can't really hold that much.
Freckles: Again, really stupid. I'll eat as much as I please, thank you very much! I know my limits. I don't have any.
Deb: Of course you don't. That's fine. Just eat as much as you want to, Freckles.
Freckles: Yes, that's what I said. I will eat my fill and let you know if I need more.
The other day one of Deb's friends came over and said, "Freckles, you are a sight for sore eyes!"
I stared at her. What in the world did that mean? Did her eyes hurt? Was looking at me that painful?
Maybe she's allergic to me. Nice Guy's friend comes over and starts to cry a lot. He always blames it on me 'cuz he says he's allergic to me. If you want to see sore eyes, take a look at him! They are all red and goopy. And I won't even mention the disgusting blowing of his nose!
Deb's friend didn't even ask for a Kleenex to rub her sore eyes with.
Sheesh! I'm not sure how I'm doing it, but it must be some super power I have. She'll just have to live with it.
Freckles House Rule #1: Don't come to visit if I make your eyes sore! I don't intend to stop doing whatever it is that I do that makes your eyes sore. It's your problem, not mine.