Blessings...

I spent most of the day tidying the studio and the spare guest room. While 

I was in the house, it rained outside. I love the sound of rain on our tin roof.

 (It's one of the things I love about rain on the roof of the Flying Cloud, too.)

At 5:30, I left home to go to our quilt guild board meeting. (I'm the recording

secretary.) When I turned from our street onto the nearest main east/west road,

this is the view that greeted me...a magnificent rainbow crossing the sky.

  Finding blessings in our lives is simple. All you have to do is take the time to look around you (or in this case, "up").
Wishing you many blessings as you go through your day today.

First Things First...

I can't play in the studio yet. I have other obligations that require my attention.

I'm laundering the bed linens from the Flying Cloud, and putting our second

guest room back in order (since the studio remodel). This part isn't much fun.

 

But that doesn't mean that I can't dream about those projects I want to get back

to stitching. I have prepared more little squares of Moda™ Plum Sweet fabric,

just waiting for me to sew them into that sweet hexie shape for future projects.

  I also have more paper piecing to do so that I can complete this mini quilt. The colors in this kit make me smile. I think they're such happy colors! It's also on my Top Five list of projects I want to finish - soon.

I went to Paneras last night to see the ladies. I really missed all their happy faces. Krisann, who is a certified massage therapist, texted me in the afternoon offering to give my hand some of her special brand of TLC. (Remember, I fell first week in Wisconsin? Yup. That hand.) Of course, I eagerly accepted her generous gift. (BTW-It's nice to know that nothing is broken. It's just taking its time healing.)
I took my "Ewe-nique Bag" along to show that I'd finished at least one project while traveling, and I could see that Krisann really admired it. She massaged my hand for about an hour (it feels soooo much better now), and before I left to head home, I gave it to her. She was surprised...and tickled. She asked, "How did you know I wanted it?" I smiled and hugged her and told her I could tell. I was so glad  to be able to give this gift, knowing ahead of time how much it was appreciated.
So, now you know another project on my list. I want to make at least one more  bag for myself - and perhaps a few others to tuck away as gifts. If I can just get  my chores finished!!! Then I can get back into the studio (where I belong).

Tuesdays With Tag - A Dandy Dog Walk...

Hi, Everybody!

I'm so happy to see you again this week. 

Today, I want to tell you about the best dog walk of any 

campground Mom, Dad and I went to while we were on vacation! 

 Remember when Mom told you about all the Airstreams that got

together at the Clanton/I-65/Dandy RV Park in Alabama? Well,

this is where I found the most interestin' place to take a stroll.
(I think it might even be a little enchanted!)

Would you like to see more?

OK, then. Here. Just follow me.

For starters, look at this fabulous trail for me to explore!

There's even a big lake (Mom says is full of fish) on the right side.

I was keepin' my eyes open for interestin' stuff.

Did you see what I saw in that last picture? Yup. I'm thinkin' "faeries", too.

I saw these interestin' bracket fungi (that's what Mom says they are) on the side

of this tree. They were almost down in the water. Mom kept me from gettin' too

close just in case they were poisonous. We don't want me stickin' my nose in those.

(Hey! I'm a poet and didn't even know it! hee hee)

We found this place, too. I'm not thinkin' faeries when I look here.

I'm thinkin' trolls! They like hidin' in dark places and lookin' at you

when they don't think you're watchin'. Mom and I know better. We 

decided not to pay any attention to 'em at all and just keep walkin'.

(They hate it when you do that. They think you should be payin' 

tolls to 'em and stuff. We're not havin' any of that nonsense!)

We just kept on strollin' and sniffin'...'cept for Mom. She just

walked along with me and pointed out cool stuff she found, too.

There's another purpose for the dog walks at campgrounds, you know. 

I doo it, and then Mom picks it up. Real glamorous, we know, but it's a job 

that's gotta get done...and no one wants to find that nasty stuff on the trail.

That's why it's important for us to make sure it's hauled back here (my job) 

and then disposed of in a container behind the signs. Gotta follow the rules!

So, there you have it. My favorite dog walk in the whole six weeks we were

away. If you like to camp and have a dog, take a trip to see this place for

yourself. I know we'll go back there for sure! It was really fun for all of us.

That's my adventure for this week. I'm back home now and it's been rainin'

since we got here. It's kind of nice, really. I like the sound of rain on our

tin roof. I think I'll curl up with a tasty sweet potato snack and relax. 

I'll see you again next week. 'til then, remember...

"Wag Like Ya Mean It!"