Tomorrow my youngest graduates from high school. Yesterday she glued and glittered the top of her graduation cap. As I type this I am surrounded by moving boxes, numerous piles awaiting sorting. It's raining outside and my eyes are drawn to the overgrown weeds in the flower beds, will I have time to clear them before the movers come on Tuesday, I wonder. The calendar this week is dotted with all kinds of appointments from the doctor to the dentist to the hair salon. The goodbyes started yesterday and though I know that saying goodbye is a necessary part of transitioning forward, it sure is hard. I've been hiding from it for months. Yesterday I sat and finished hand quilting this quilt. It's just what I needed, the gentle rhythm of hand stitching. For me, the ebb and flow of life is doable with needle in hand. I will be absent from blogging for the next week or so, as you can understand. It won't be long though, promise.
Sweet blessings,
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Joyfully,
After the fun, yet time consuming piecing of the Marcelle Medallion, I am enjoying the simplicity of hand quilting a simple block quilt. This will be the last quilt I complete before the move. Once moved, I'm looking forward to finishing some very special quilts that are overdue to their recipients. It's a good thing I have understanding friends and family. There is nothing like the rhythm of hand quilting to calm an anxious heart. I'll be glad when this transition time is complete. Blessings!
Joyfully,
Blessings,
Yesterday I had a marathon sewing session finishing the last two borders of the medallion quilt. I am very pleased with the way it turned out. I think Maddie will love it. I hope that I can get it quilted before graduation. It was very challenging, yet rewarding. I'm so happy it's done!
Hugs,
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With Joy,
I truly am my own worst enemy and the reasons for that are many. Today I'll just stick to discussing my short attention span these days. I know I should be packing - purging- purging - packing but I keep walking by that quilt. It only needs two more borders and it needs to go to the quilter yesterday. In the midst of selling some furniture a tennis ball was discovered and it was enough to keep me ineffective for way too long. It belonged to dear, sweet Max who used to shove them under my dresser and then try to dig them out, which he couldn't do. I spent countless times on my hands and knees looking for his ball. It was a bittersweet find, how I miss that dog! Is it possible to get some kind of parental controls that keeps me off of pinterest? Something that only my husband can remove? Seriously, what's with all the pretty spring pins? I.need.to.pack. Oh, and that's a stack of bills by the computer that need to be paid. Geesh...
Smiles,