Thursday, February 22, 2018

Sometimes


you need a diversion,

a good practice to work on rhythm and easy to carry. a needle, some thread and a small scissors.

of course a piece of paper and a pencil are fine also.

in fact I often try out stitch patterns before I actually stitch


anything to amuse myself

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

work, work, work

under the needle

putting my head down and working

Friday, January 26, 2018

It's a Start









Me, my mom and my aunt Dotty, they are on the design wall. Actually they are on the Sweet Sixteen under the needle. Let the fun begin.

Since this is quite large the layout of the backing took place on the living room floor.









As usual someone was under cover. I annoy him by taking his picture.


Monday, January 22, 2018

January thaw













It warmed up today 50°F and the ice is gone!


Someone got out of bed and the covers. Then there was a very fast walk around the block with frequent stops to water trees along the way.


The life of Bobby! He's now back in bed, under the covers with 3 or 4 milk bones, since he is a cookie hoarder. When I go to bed at night he is already in bed waiting for me with a cookie under his leg. He always gives me a low growl telling me not to eat his treat. Silly dog. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and there is a bone tucked under my arm. The title of my new autobiography should be Sleeps with Milk Bones. Or it may be the sub title of the autobiography I was going to write titled If It's Not One Thing, It's Your Mother.

I've been too busy quilting to write it. After thinking I would not make another big quilt I started and finished Waiting for the Call, which was big. I now have an even bigger one on the design board titled a Kitchen Conversation.

Saturday, January 6, 2018

Waiting for the Call




















Finished! I need a better photo, but finished. New fabric on the way from N. Carolina. Right now we are in the deep freeze with a promise to warm up this coming week. Yesterday I resorted to walking through my house for twenty minutes. I need to move more and eat less. The eating is boredom. I hate to be between projects.

The little man has better ways to spend his cold days.














This is what happens when laundry day rolls around and he wants to climb in a warm bed. Then he circles the bed when I put the sheets on, he's thinking; Yay, they're still warm from the drier! He makes me laugh,  he is a real face licker and snuggler.

Friday, December 22, 2017

Tis the Time of Year. . .

to spend time in the kitchen.
This is a photo of my grandma, whom we all called Mom. She is on the far right. The back of the photo said Martha's wedding. Who was Martha and why are these four ladies dressed up but wearing aprons? I think they were making wedding food, I gave them all little flowers as a thank you from Martha. This is one of my first experiments adding colored thread to a black and white print, or in this case, a sepia print. I found it rather dull when I got it back from Spoonflower but the color brightened it up.

The boxes on the wall are cigar boxes that I added doll house doors or windows too and decorated the insides with paper, etc. One has a pull-out fabric book with photos in it.

Monday, December 18, 2017

More stitching

Waiting on the Call, Draft Horse Pull at the Lorain Co Fair.
More stitching, more stitching, the horses and main handler are pretty much done so the back ground is next up. I try to work from the center out to minimize bubbles. There are always bubbles but as a good friend told me, those will quilt out. And they do.

We had lots of snow and Bobby was in his element, snooping for mice around the house foundation. I don't think he found any. Thank God!