This was posted on Facebook by Quilted Connections Magazine:
Keep your end tables full of needlework and quilting so that you don’t have to dust them.
Works in my house!!!
Although I do have to confess that I’m a bit of a neat freak, so things are usually piled at least in some sort of order – but anything to avoid dusting!
Happy projects! Blessings, Peg
I love a mystery or a puzzle – read mystery fiction, watch mysteries on TV, do mystery jigsaw puzzles (when I can get my hands on them), do crossword and logic puzzles, create quilts and, yes, do the occasional mystery quilt. There’s just something about figuring out how everything fits together that suits my curious and ‘tidy’ personality.
But we have one mystery in our house right now that I don’t think I can solve.
Yesterday, we finally made our way over to the mail box to pick up all the accumulation from our away-Christmas. Lots of last-minute cards had arrived, and among them this one:
Aren’t they cute!
The hand-written greeting inside wishes us a wonderful Christmas and happy 2014. And that’s it! No signature! And we don’t recognize the hand-writing. There’s no return address on the envelope, no stamp either, although it’s been cancelled. Because of the cancellation, we know that it was sent from BC, but we tried to look up the postal code with no success. And because it came through the mail, we’re sure it wasn’t a neighbor, because we all hand-deliver our cards in this neighborhood. We’re stumped!
So happy to receive cards, so happy to know people wish us well and want to stay in touch. Sure would like to know, though, who sent this one. Somebody was obviously busy and distracted when they sent it out.
Truly a mystery – and possibly one that can’t be solved – unless there’s a reader out there who wants to ‘fess up!
Happy puzzling! Blessings, Peg
My sewing space has seen a little bit of transformation
The storage base is completed and in place underneath the trunk/pressing table. BTW, on the sewing machine you can see the last of this batch of diapers being made for wee Eli expected in the fall.
And then, I found some bins that fit comfortably in the open space:
And organized some fabric:
Then, the cupboard which previously held fabric got some organization to hold project and scrap bins, and a few extras:
Baby sewing has continued almost non-stop, the latest project is bunting bags (sleep-sacks) for the fall/winter. Two different sizes – one size for LV who is already 7 weeks, and one for Eli. This is the first one, just needs elastic in the hem.
After these, a quilt (at last!), some bibs, and car seat cozies – oh, and finish up the diaper bag.
And speaking of changes and transformation – here’s LV at 6 weeks. As much as she’s growing, some of her clothes are going to be a while before she gets out of them:
Apparently LV is going through some kind of change, and doesn’t want to sleep as much as Mama and Papa would like, and then gets cranky because she’s tired. Hoping this stage is brief for their sake, they’re getting very, very tired!
Our trailer is in for servicing today, getting ready to hit the road next week. Grizz’ knee is well-healed and we’re comfortable that he won’t do any damage to it, so our first trip will be to Sisters, OR to take in the big quilt show and then possibly up to Alberta to see the kids! (Squeal of excitement).
Happy changes! Blessings, Peg
As we left the Calgary area a few days ago, we happened on a bike race. I always wonder at people who like to ride bikes, sitting on those little tiny seats … with their backs to traffic. Not for me, but apparently fun for some.
There must have been thousands, we drove past about 40 km of bikers. Around every corner, topping every rise, it was bicyclists as far as we could see:
Some riders had numbers on their backs, the largest I noticed was 1940.
Some scary moments, when cars wanted to pass on the right side (yes, at those times it was a 4-lane road, but still most drivers wanted to stay away from the bikers), and when bikers would try to pass each other moving out into the car lane and cars couldn’t move over.
Kudos to them, but I’ll either drive, or walk facing traffic so I know what’s coming at me!
Happy races! Blessings, Peg
