This quilt is a collaborative quilt. My friend, Sandara, embroidered the blocks and wanted them turned into a queen-size quilt. Together we selected the sashing and border fabric. I pieced it, quilted it, and made the shams.
It's going in the mail in the moring. This is so Sandara; I can't wait for her to see it finished in person.
These days there generally isn’t
much “In My Mailbox” -- mostly ads or circulars. I even quit taking
most magazines. But still the mail
person comes and still the dogs are convinced he or she is up to no good.I suppose that never changes.
I have been sprucing up the back
yard lately.See that “Bright”
mat.There are three nailed to
the fence.It keeps Trudy from being a
peeping dog.A peeping dog becomes a
barking dog once it spies the neighbor’s cat.
And then there is this “Bright”
geranium.Aren’t geraniums wonderful?
“Every Day”the dishes need to be done.At least they need to be rinsed and placed in the dishwasher.
Remember that tomato
the birds planted? It is still growing a
.That one plant has given hundreds of
yellow grape tomatoes.
My Queen of the Night only blooms “At Night”.And, the bloom only lasts one night.
It is always fun to try to catch it in time.This year there a lot of blooms getting ready for
I Do Most Weekends” is the Laundry.Most -- not all.
should I send? The subjects themselves even look like cards.
Trudy thinks she is “Hidden”.
The photo-a-day challenge is from a blogger in Australia.And it was Father’s Day in Australia yesterday, Sunday, Sept 2nd.I want to honor my
Grandfathers for the word “Father”.They were both very important men in my
Grandpa Riddle, on the left, was
my mother’s father.He was from England,
raised in China, and dressed this way every single day.This picture was taken at Echo Park in Los
Angeles probably in the 50s. Echo Park was a favorite spot of ours.
Grandpa Hansen, on the right, was my father’s father. Grandpa Hansen was from Denmark.He was a gentleman farmer, delivered mail in horse and
buggy in Fresno, and built a Lutheran church on his end of town (because there was a need). He was such a kind and gentle man.