Good morning, my friends. It rained here for most of the day yesterday. We've had a nice fall, and the leaves have stayed on the trees until the bitter end. After this most recent rain, I notice they're mostly gone now. I'm afraid we're heading into the period I refer to as the "Big Dark." Ordinarily, we'd be thinking about when to head south, but we're staying home this winter. With our trip to Alaska planned for the end of next May, we're going to brave the cold and wet weather this year.
It should have been a two-day job to finish off the fourth stitchery for Girls' Getaway, but I'm leaning on my slow stitching to quiet my mind right at the moment. The more slow-stitching, the better.
If you're guessing a fried egg (annoying buzzer sound), then no. Good guess, though.
From there, I spent a little time quilting the Beach Bum ladies. There was just about an hour left in my sewing day, and so I was able to finish two more of the ladies.
We're nearing the middle of the month already. Are you thinking about Christmas yet? We gave up exchanging gifts some years back, and it certainly takes the stress out of the season. Mike and I don't even put up a tree any more, settling instead for a small table top tree or else a poinsettia. I have lots of Christmas quilts around, and so it's still festive. Decorating takes about ten minutes. Undecorating takes even less time. But it's too soon to talk about that, isn't it? Right now, we're focused on Thanksgiving. Erik and Mae are doing the cooking this year. My contribution will be sweet potatoes (Erik's favorite) and cranberries. I make some from fresh cranberries, but the jellied kind from the can also have a place of honor on our table.
Okay, so off I go. Enough talk about the holidays. Let's get back to our sewing, shall we?
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I like to compare the holiday season with the way a child listens to a favorite story. The pleasure is in the familiar way the story begins, the anticipation of familiar turns it takes, the familiar moments of suspense, and the familiar climax and ending. ~ Fred Rogers
I have started some gift shopping. We only give gifts to our kids, but simple things that they need. I'm not ready for winter this year.
Mmm need to think of my Thanksgiving menu. Younger daughter and her group of friends always go away for the Thanksgiving weekend but this year one of the girls is expecting the arrival of her first baby any time now so they celebrated the Canadian thanksgiving date instead. I rashly said we could celebrate Thanksgiving at home. I have no clue what picture your mosaic quilt is going to represent but I do like trying to guess.
Sanity stitching has been on my agenda as well and I expect will remain on my agenda for quite awhile. Your Beach Bum ladies is coming along beautifully. We've been talking about the menu for Thanksgiving and Grad Girl has been trying to figure out when she can take off and come home for Christmas. But's that's the extent of our holiday planning so far.
One of the bloggers burst my bubble by mentioning how many days are left until THE day. How, I ask you, did I let myself be lulled into such a false sense of the expanse of time. Even worse is that some of it needs to be shipped by the end of the first week of December. I need help....
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