Tuesday, August 12, 2014


So much laughter. So much love. So much loss. 

Robin Williams


Monday, August 11, 2014


Last Thursday I got a new sewing machine - I never expected to really actually buy one like this, but then I thought, I am 66 years old; if I ever learn how it must be now and I may as well have fun doing something I can sit and do. Besides read. Although that is good.

Saturday Amy and her friend Bridget came home and Paul had gone to buy another truck to work on. This is his toy. 1994 Ford. Mike (and Amy) helped him get it off the trailer.

Wednesday, August 06, 2014


I got the first row sashed/stripped together! It is not all about the quilt, as I said. It is also about patience, acceptance of not-so-perfection, overlooking faults (my own as well as in the quilt!), art and did I already say therapy? It is also about shoulder and back pain, listening to one of my favorite CDs (As Good As It Gets), and gratefulness that I can actually figure out this thing and able to do it! It isn't perfect, as I say, the back has rows going this way and that and I've taken out the equivalent of a whole row I'm sure. But here it is...

I suppose cornerstones are "worth it," though a lot of extra work. Not sure they were necessary in this black border since I used black, but at least I know how to do them now. Might have been better to use some of the rose, but I didn't plan on enough of that for them, only the border next to the black. I got this row done today, so maybe with practice I'll get faster, and maybe even have all the blocks together by this time next week.

It would be so nice to have a machine that just starts sewing and auto cuts the tails off... Needle up/down button. 

I'm calling it "Midnight in the Garden."

Saturday, August 02, 2014


If it were all about the quilt, I wouldn't be thinking about the next one. We have plenty of quilts. We should never get cold unless climate change does us in. (This July has been one of the mildest I ever remember...)

It's about color, symmetry, rhythm, precision, thinking, solving problems, sharing with other quilters, satisfaction in the finished quilt.  Not that I have a finished one yet, but I'm working on the one I started two years ago in the class that didn't finish. Now I'm on a hunt for a better sewing machine that does a lot of automatic functions, like cutting the thread, foot up or down position, fabric thickness, type of foot required... Not necessarily an embroidery function, but a few would be nice; and not a quilting machine because I know a quilter.

30" X 30" not including the sashing and border. Six-inch finished blocks.

With sashing. Really makes the blocks pop.

Solid rose color is the border. Green is the back, which I would never have thought to use, but the quilt/fabric shop owner with lots of experience and "eye" thought it picked up the green leaves and stems. She will quilt it and put the binding on it; couple of months' waiting list.
The back looks way more yellow/tan than it is. It's a pretty spring green and the floral will sort of pick up the flower leaves.

So I've prewashed all this and need to press it. I found a 1/4" presser foot I had no idea I had or even what it was... So much I've forgotten or didn't know. Neat re-learning things or learning new. The ladies on Quilting Bee on Facebook have been helpful with suggestions, reading their comments to other beginners, seeing pictures of all the quilts. I've always loved fabric and used to have quite a stash. It isn't so big any more but hopefully one day soon, or a few more weeks, I'll feel up to going to JoAnn's, Hancocks, or Hobby Lobby. 

Yesterday I had an eye exam - eye pressure  check only - the assistant/technician did that and then I waited, and waited and waited - an hour an a half later I asked one of the ladies how much longer it would be and within about 5 minutes the doctor came in with tales of other peoples' woeful eye emergencies. I think there's no excuse for having to wait that long. I think the girls should have alerted him that my pressure was good and all he had to do was his 5 minute deal and I'd be out. My skin was crawling by the time I saw him.  I won't make another appointment on Monday or Friday. My next one is Tuesday, December 2.

And my eye pressure was better than it's been in years. 12 in each eye. Go figure. Thankful I can see.

Up now to put on fresh purple hull peas and fresh Ambrosia sweet corn for lunch; from Bren and Jim's garden.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014


Dr. Johnson seems okay with my progress (visit on 6/24), assured me the cough will go away, my diaphragm will get stronger. I'm almost, but not quite, back to feeling as well as I did before the ablation. He wants to wait until September visit/check-up to start taking me off the med(s). I asked him which would be first to go. "The flecainide." I almost shouted! Instead, I said, "Great! If I ever have to take med again for this, I prefer it not to be flecainide. It interferes with too many other things." Other medications, epinephrine. Tiredness! Maybe even some depression, which of course, can be caused by not feeling like doing anything.

We were in the office three hours. I won't complain about the first 30 minutes because we were early. But no one should have to wait for 2 and a half hours for their appointment. I was about ready to climb the walls, and I'm sure my grand fatigue showed in my face and eyes. But my EKG was fine. I learned a little more about the procedure and finally thought to look on YouTube videos for the procedure, which is quite awesome.

We went early enough to stop by Hobby Lobby, which was the first shopping or really any outing I'd had besides doctor office and emergency room... I got some fabric for the back of my little quilt, and some batting, three boxes of pins, a color wheel, a can of spray adhesive and a Studios magazine. I felt like I'd been given $100 to spend in 5 minutes. Which is almost what I spent. We ate at Perkins. It's a prime restaurant for sick and old folks to eat at when they're in the medical area for doctors' visits. So many on walkers, so many walking slower than I am. Bless them, and thankful for the condition my condition is in, which is improving.

My Aunt Polly died Sunday morning and it was imminent, she had been on hospice. Visitation was 5-9 yesterday/last night. Paul and I went to Charlotte's, parked in her drive and he drove us over to the funeral home, just across the street. A short walk, but too long and too hot for me.We stayed about 30 minutes and I got to see a lot of cousins. Aunt Polly had on a dark blue dress, the shade of which is my favorite; in fact my blouse I had on was the color of it. She was so tiny. My dad, her brother, is the last of their generation.

Part of my and Bren's texts this morning:

She:  Glad that u are doing better. And so what if it does take a year? Not what you want, but... It took me st least a year or longer to get even near where I was.

Me: When I first retired I kept feeling as if I was waiting for the next thing the next project-expectation mode... I'm finding I don't have that feeling much any more. I think it's called "living in the present!" I feel calmer inside.

(Most of the time.)


I photoshopped these photos.