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Cleaned out the Korner...


With a touch of wistful melodrama, I'm here to announce this happy day! The Korner is no more, but Keturah still intends to poke around on the blogging world for some time yet to come ;D 

Guys. 
I did it. 
I changed my blog name. Keturah's Korner has become a huge part of my identity, as was all that pink and green. For nearly seven years!!! 
And now it's... all gone. 
Changed. 
Refined and narrowed. 

I really like how it's looking and feeling around here. 

I hope you all do, too! 

I finally made the big decisions this last week when one of my houses was canceled. I had most of the day free. And so I sketched the image for the banner. (That sketch took me hours.) And made all the appropriate changes. 

This place also now has a "real" website. 

www.thesocialporcupine.com

Well. Not much else to say... you can see it all ;D 


Comments

  1. Megan the NutmegMarch 25, 2021 at 2:55 PM

    Ack Keturah! It's lovely! Your sketch gives me such warm, fuzzy, woodsy feelings--like Beatrix Potter. :) The woodland creatures, the books, and the knitting details make me particularly happy, and congratulations on the change!

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    1. Keturah LambMarch 28, 2021 at 8:28 PM

      Ohhh! But don't we all love Beatrix Potter feelings! Really, that's what I was going for ;) Thank you so much!

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  2. Skye HoffertMarch 25, 2021 at 7:43 PM

    I love it!

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  3. Alexa MintahMarch 27, 2021 at 1:21 PM

    I love the new name and that drawing!!!


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  4. Adesuwa GraceMarch 31, 2021 at 2:48 AM

    Congrats on the new changes :) It looks nice!

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  5. Chloe the MovieCriticApril 17, 2021 at 3:08 PM

    The drawing fits perfectly! It's great, Keturah! :)

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