This is so scary! Juli emailed me this link today, and I felt it was worth alerting all of you. A young boy died hours after swimming, even after walking home with his mom and sister…later his mom found him in bed, his face covered with a ‘spongy white material’…
Read the article for more details and signs to watch for.
Nothing says time, love and tradition like a quilt. I’ve heard it said that blankets may wrap one with warmth, but quilts envelop you in love.
I’m in love with quilts. I wish I had a dozen more in my home to cherish and display. Shown here, in my bedroom, are three of mine. The pink postage stamp one at the foot of my bed was quilted by my great-aunts on my mom’s side. Mom will hopefully share more of its history in comments. I was honored to receive it for a wedding gift in 1993.
The blue and cream double wedding ring was a gift from my mom, a wall hanging she worked on while traveling one summer. It’s my keepsake especially associated with the birth of my firstborn. Mom let me pick out all the contrasting fabrics and choose the style. I’ve always loved the double wedding ring pattern, and this one is my absolute favorite. I have it hanging in the living room usually.
The quilt on my bed is simply a Target special…they sure have some pretty ones available, as my 7 yo will attest. She chose a lavender and tan Target quilt with satin ribbon work for her bed last year. Two other heirloom quilts I keep packed away…one is a crazy quilt passed down from my maternal grandma. The satins and velvets are cracking and unraveling, but the overall condition is what you’d expect for it being an early 1900’s quilt. I want to unpack it and take a picture for you guys. It has a “Ladies Aid Society” bookmark embroidered into the rest of the fabrics, kind of adds to its sense of community. My other quilt belonged to dh’s great-grandma. Other than a huge discoloration in one corner, it’s in great shape with whites, tangerine-oranges and light greens blending together.
My own quilting experience has been limited to one autumn leaf wall-hanging (pictured rolled up in a basket in my header) which I LOVED making, and three baby quilts. If I had a sewing room…I’d make more!
I love how women throughout the ages have found ways to meet and share life. Quilting bees, socials, baby showers, Bible studies, coffee at Starbucks and over the kitchen tables across this land, or behind computer screens…blogging. 🙂 In the quilt of my life, each of you own a special square.
Here are some quotes for the quilters out there, may they brighten your day as they did mine!
After six weeks of overseeing an indoor “chick nursery” we finally got the little biddies moved into their hen house last Tuesday. As you can see, having them make our back porch, a.k.a. “mud room”, their stomping grounds, really started messing with our heads and shoulders.
My dear husband has put so much sweat equity into this new chicken abode…and I’ve learned that the phrase, “It’s like pulling teeth…” really should have been, “It’s like pulling nails…”
You see, I had this brilliant idea. Why not move a lean-to attachment we had–part of a barn that is caving in on our property–across the way to a better location and fix it up into a chicken house? It would be quite roomy, I reasoned, and purty cute after I got after it with a paint brush. What do you think, honey?
My man spent an entire weekend rolling this building up onto old utility poles (we just happened to have a pile, how handy!) and then inching it across our property to its destination. Inching, being the key word. Many times he grunted that he should have taken the building apart, moved the pieces, and then rebuilt it rather than fighting it so hard with chains…pulling it with his truck, having to place new poles constantly to keep the building rolling on rather than rolling off.
Then, once that was done, the real challenges began. Long story short, we ended up taking out the entire floor and rebuilding the joists. While hubby shored up the old floor beams, I pulled nails out in the hot sun so we could reuse the original floor boards. When we finally got the floor reinstalled, we had to build two doors and make chicken wire grids to fit into the two windows to keep predators out. After hanging their light and feed pan from the ceiling beams, we transported our flock and turned th
em loose! They love their 11’x19′ home…you should see them spread their wings and take off at a dead run! Way better than their previous orange box homes from Aldis!
I’m really thrilled that all 25 chicks have made it a week out there w/out killing each other. Literally. I have five younger Aracaunas and the twenty bigger Buff Orpingtons (gold colored) and Bard Rocks (black) are really concerned about establishing pecking order. Those poor lil’ ch
icks are having to duck and run to survive.
But they’re happy to be out of their cardboard boxes! And I’m flipping cartwheels to have them out of the house! Bet you’d like to see a picture of that!
A brand new week has arrived–and early June means summer vacation for most of us, which, hopefully, translates into extra time for those projects we’ve been putting off dreaming of accomplishing! For me, that would include, in order of importance, of course:
If I get all of the above done…LOL…whew, here’s hoping…then I need to get around to some indoor projects, like sanding and repainting my kitchen cabinets and trim. Something I did ten years ago and don’t relish doing again. That’s removing hardware times forty-seven cabinets and drawers (yes, I counted)…sanding them all, primering them all, and 1-2 coats of paint? But sadly, it needs done and we never hire anything done that we can do ourselves. (Yes, that means I get to sanitize our back porch all by myself. w
oo. hoo.)
But guess what? I’m glad it’s not at white-glove-test-perfect currently, because we’ve got a new tenant! Three days after we moved the chicks outside, we moved the most adorable Australian Shepherd pup in! Her name is Guinnea and she belongs to my 7 yo. If you remember, 7 yo is the one that’s good at saving her money. She bought a trumpet last fall, and now she buys a 7 week old pup. Guinnea is just in the house for the time it will take for these two girls to bond. We’re so EXCITED! Now we’re in the Border Collie business as well as the Aussie business! The two *smartest dogs in the world and you’ll be able to buy them both here (as soon as dh finds a worthy male pup to invest in)!
Pictures coming! I promise! (We’re in the middle of a flu epidemic currently)
E.T.A. I added a picture of our puppy–isn’t she precious?!?
What projects are you hoping to accomplish in the coming months? Share in comments!
*technically, Border Collies are the smartest in the world. Aussies aren’t in the top ten…but this pup is smart, she’s already figuring out that she needs to trot to the door when it’s time to relieve herself outside, and she comes to her name being called! Yep, she’s a 7-week-wonder that girl! And SO fluffy!