Thursday, May 26, 2016
Perfection
Perfection! I have one iris plant that is not dark purple or yellow and this year it bloomed. It is the palest lavender and the blossom was huge. This bloom was fading when the next two were opening then the dark clouds rolled in from the west they always come from the west and the rain fell, then the wind blew and the rain came harder. I was wishing I had cut the stem and brought it into the house but I was too late. The hail came ping, ping, ping, pea sized hail with mounds of hailstones at the end of each downspout; the blooms were ripped to rags. Then the storm rolled to the northeast and the sun came out and everything that was wet sparkled. --Ann--
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
Dolly Quilt
I needed a gift for a five year old girl over the weekend. She loves her dollies. I pulled out a bag of pastel scraps, odd bits leftover from other quilts and found a few 4 patches and parts for more 4 patches, all I had to do was cut 2 1/2 inch alternating squares and setting triangles from fabric that was also in the bag along with strips for the borders and ta da I was finished. There is always one block that gets turned the wrong way. I always use flannel instead of batting in doll quilts so the dolly stays wrapped up tight just like a real baby. It kinda matches the quilt for baby sister. --Ann--
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
Pastel Pinwheels
Monday, May 16, 2016
seasons out of whack
Friday, May 13, 2016
On the Needles
Some progress on these socks.... I believe when I finish this stripe sequence the rest of the socks will be the grey with an occasional blue or white stitch. They should be done in good time for sons birthday in June. I need some fun knitting for summer.
Thursday, May 12, 2016
Peonies
Sometimes when life doesn't seem very blog worthy I need to stop and look for the little things. My fern leaf peony is in full bloom. The blossoms look like fluffy heads with a frill about the neck. I helped serve a funeral today for a 94 year old woman who had a wonderful life. She was of the generation that always wore a hat but she didn't give them up when the majority of women quit wearing hats so the next matriarch of the family brought 2 large boxes of hats for the ladies to chose from and wear a hat to her funeral. They said Lurabel would be be smiling down as pleased a punch to see the church full of ladies wearing her hats. Noticing the little things again. --Ann--