3/29/26

4th Finish in March

Good morning, my friends. Well...we roused the rabble yesterday. I'll tell you about that when I’m sure my balance is steady enough to climb up on my Soapbox. For now, let's talk about that fourth finish. Ta-Da! It ends up at 14-1/2 x 13 inches.


Here's how it looks from the back.


To finish it off, I decided on one fabric for the outer border. It was sewn on quilt-as-you-go style. Then, for a little added support, I stitched a single line around the embroidery.


From there, I just needed a binding. I bought that binding fabric while we were traveling in Virginia many years ago. It's supposed to look like frosty birch trees. I've only ever used it as a binding fabric.


I added a hot fix crystal to the larger star at the bottom...


And another smaller one to the smaller star. (Sorry these images aren't in sharper focus.)


While I was sewing, I baked another loaf of our newly-beloved Irish Brown Bread. We've enjoyed this so much toasted for breakfast, and I'm not yet ready to stop baking it. I suppose we'll get tired of it eventually.


While we were at the protest, I took a boat load of pictures with my phone. When I transferred the phone pictures to my computer, I found a few strays I'd forgotten to show you earlier. On the day I had my blood draw, we saw some pretty blooming things. This is red flowering currant, an Oregon native, that was growing near the clinic.


These daffodils and the blooming tree below them were growing at our local McDonald's.



You might remember we did our grocery shopping that day too. We were looking, looking, looking for a bottle of Marsala. We finally had to ask for help. But since we looked at pretty much every single bottle of wine on the shelves, I had to share this one:


Kinda makes you want to do epic sh*t, doesn't it? Seems like a good reason for a protest, doesn't it?

As for the protest, I have a few things I can probably show you without saying anything rude. Each Saturday in our little town of Newberg, there is a protest where the main highway forks, making the two one way roads that run through the business district. There, you can find this sign.


That's right...our town likes to think of itself as "The Camellia City." And, indeed, there were some pretty blooming camellias there yesterday.



I think this next one is blooming rosemary.


And more pretty daffodils.


Okay, time to get down to the nitty-gritty. Please don't feel compelled to read on. I'm getting out my bullhorn now, and it's probably going to get loud. It would not be considered rude if you want to plug your ears.


We were out for the No Kings protest, and what a great turnout! Keep in mind that our little town is only about 27,000 people, and yet, it is reported that 1,700 turned out. I'm estimating we had at least twice as many as for the previous protest back in October. 


After a couple of hours, I walked away from the larger group to try to get an idea how many were in attendance. It’s hard to tell because of the lay of the land, but you can get an idea of how it looks.


And look at these two ne'er do wells. They look like trouble to me. Don’t let those wrinkles and gray hair fool you.


I found this next picture on Facebook. 


If you look very closely to the left of middle of the image, in front of the brick wall, you’ll see too old codgers sitting in chairs. That’s us. I was prepared to stand for the whole time, but Mike brought some chairs. When we saw other chair-sitters, we decided it was legit to bring them out. We both stood up and wandered around several times, but the chairs were appreciated.

Here's some good advice provided on Facebook by the "Alt National Park Service."

I'll start with some of the photos that require a comment, and then I'll just show you all the pictures of signs. There are a lot of them. Please don't feel compelled to look at every one, but some of them are pretty darned clever. As I mentioned, there is a protest at this location every Saturday morning. This sign was permanently mounted.


There was a table set up with donuts, cookies, and coffee. The next signs were provided by the organizers.


This one made me sniff a little. As a military brat, I'm extremely concerned about the prospect of "boots on the ground" in Iran, and some have already died.


Here are a few more signs and banners provided by the organizers.





This guy was also driving around the circle at the protest back in October.


And, finally, for this grouping...


Okay, and there were a few signs that were made by folks after my own heart.



In my wanderings, I loved the costumes and the hats.


There were lots of frog hats. I love that Portland adopted the frog as the symbol of its resistance.


There's a free pattern online for knitters. I'm not a knitter, but hey...if you are, then have at it!

I saw a few of these online.




This frog was at our protest along with a froggy friend of his.


Also, Lady Liberty. (Just FYI, I've blurred or pixelated any recognizable faces. Sadly, I can no longer trust my government to respect and honor our Constitutional First Amendment right to peaceful protest.)


This is the second sign she was carrying.


I saw a woman wearing this hat. When I asked permission to take a picture, she informed me they were giving them away for free just about ten feet from where I was standing.


Well. Doncha know I needed me one of those. 


This spot is a great place to hold our protest because there are lots of cars driving by. Most everyone honks in support.


At the protest in October, I'd say about 2/3 of the cars driving by were honking in support. We also saw a few who were less supportive. Yesterday, we saw very few of these cretins.


And I think those are all the images I wanted to comment about. Here is a whole slew of some of my favorite signs. There are a lot of them. Bail out if you get overloaded, but I couldn't leave out any of them.


















































Okay, my friends. Let's get ready for the next one. And let's hope November brings us some good news.