When our daughter passed away, in 2014, all her craft and quilting supplies were put away. This summer, in an effort to scale down some of the fabric stash and clutter in my craft area, I came upon the boxes and bags filled with her work.
Yes, I grieved again, while trying to decide what should be done with all this. Embroidery, crewel work and quilt blocks. Part of them went into a box to be passed on. I do not do embroidery or crewel work and never will. A disabled friend of a friend does and I know it will be appreciated there.
The quilt blocks and fabric remained, staring at me every time I went in the room. Finally, inspiration struck. I got out some of the blocks and started quilts for each of her three grand children.
I truly worked long and thought hard, since the children are three, four and six years old. Will they understand and cherish them? I do hope so.
But there were other blocks left, a small wall-hanging or lap quilt for each sister? Yes. Those are in the works. And one for each of her two sons ‘on the drawing board’.
It hurts some to think of trips to buy fabric and all the fun we had in the planning, knowing she never got to see the fruit of this lavor. There are more than a few teardrops on some of the blocks.
Ir’s hard work, but it is bringing me comfort, as I hope it will to the recipients.
Much has been said over the past week about playing the ‘woman card’.
Today’s news showed us the one ostensibly carried by a political candidate. I found it to be lacking, but that is just my humble opinion.
A friend mentioned we all could use one, listing some of the attributes we feel make us who we are. After all, we are lifetime members of the unique guild.
And then, why not a ‘Man Card’ for the rest of the world? Let’s not be guilty of bigotry, all lives matter!
I present mine here: One of my photos and a few words, quite simple.
What would your card say?
I woke up at 2:30 this morning. The full moon was brilliant and beautiful. So bright it cast shadows across the yard. I had to go out and take a few photos.
Then I had to stop and consider how our Lord created the moon and stars to remind us of His watchfulness in our lives. He is always there, just like the sun, moon and stars above. No matter that a few clouds obscure the sight, He is there!
Over the past few days, there have been some spectacular moments here on Sunrise Ridge. I have been blessed to be able to capture some with the camera to share with you.
I hope you enjoy.
watching the brush fire
The full moon slides behind the trees[/caption]
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In honor of what to me is a wonder, I am going to give something away…
hand embroidered pillowcase set
quilted cupcake pot holder
So if you want to leave a comment here, telling which you would like to have, a drawing will be held on March 10 and two winners will be selected. One person will recieve the pillowcases and the other the potholder.
This is my small thank you.
The challenge is to tell a story about the picture in approximately 100 words. Here is how to find other entries. http://www.inlinkz.com/wpview.php?id=232846
This weeks picture by Renee Heath gave me lots of thoughts before I came up with this.
On the boardwalk (historical)
Bump, thud, bounce!
I stopped, looking past the boardwalk,
Out to the sandy beach.
In that moment, my 90 years fell away,
I became a tender and frightened lad.
The beach I saw was covered in blood and broken bodies
D-Day! The horror of those moments
Never goes away.
I turn the wheelchair away from the scene
Cannon, long silent, thunder again in my mind.
First of all this is not truly ‘mine’. At least not in the sense that I ownit, but it is mine, because it is THERE.
For over 50 years, Alley Spring has held a special place in my heart and life.
A family excursion back when they still milled on occassion, as a state park, a favored destination for class trips, Senior Day, and yes, dating.
Now a part of the Ozark National Scenic Riverways, which several includes other ‘favorite spots ‘.
I am thankful for the work done to protect and preserve this beautiful part of the country, and appreciate the breauty that abounds.
More photos can be found in the post https://oldentimes.wordpress.com/2012/04/02/the-ladies-day-out-march-31-2012Come visit, go away with lovely memories. Just like I have.
a picture is worth a thousand words
or, a word is worth a thousand pictures…
We took the rabbit dogs out for a while this morning.
It was colder than I like for this time of year. Not being used to temps in the 30’s yet! So I had to put on a lot of extra clothes to stay ‘warm’. These express elevator temperature changes are getting hard on my old body.
There was a bit of frost in the holler where we like to hunt.
The beagle pups in training did well, keeping up with the seasoned dogs. I love to listen to them run, I don’t care if I never see the rabbit or get a shot.
I would just as soon be armed with my camera instead of a shotgun. there is always something to see and share.
Yesterday, I was out on a field trip with a friend of mine.
We ventured over to Rocky Falls, near Current River, part of the Ozark National Scenic Riverway. This natural wonder is located a few miles from Highway 106 between Ellington and Eminence Missouri. Take Highway H to Highway N and enjoy the beauty. The hot dry summer had made the falls less pronounced from lack of water, but seeing and hearing it rush over the rocks and down into the still pool below was a nice treat.
We ventured farther up the creek and followed a steep trail up and over the creek branch to the top of the falls. Dampnes and moss made some of the footing a bit slippery. But the view was well worth the hike!
After we reached solid, more stable terrain we drove further along N highway to a fork in the road where the pavement ends. We drove up County Road 422A and came upon Klepzig Mill. At one time this mill had a concrete diversion area for the mill pond, that remains, and a building stands, without the millworks that had once been underneath.