Hubby's Gardening

Most mornings when I come back from my walk, this is what I see...... Hubby works is the yard a lot..... The entire yard is shady...... He spends a small fortune on fertilize, grass seed and any thing that will make the grass grow.

His most favorite thing to do is water, if he's not holding the hose the sprinkler is on somewhere in the yard or he's washing the drive, courtyard area or deck.......

We have an Africa Grey and a Green Cheek Conure. Their cages needed cleaning, so we decided to take them to the deck, clean cages and let them enjoy being outside.......Guess what?????

  Alex decides he will whistle. He does this several times and then start saying, where's momma two or three times. Our neighbors were outside and here they come, they thought Hubby was whistling and talking to them.

The outside keeps hubby busy and I can stay busy with my quilting. It was a big challenge when he first retired. He'd never been home all the time and I'd not had anyone around since the kids had left home. We each had some adjusting to do. Now we are at a point were we are enjoying it.

Out and About

                                                       My precious Aunt Doodle

Yesterday we had a wonderful day taking my Aunt to  Granville Heritage Days. She had the most wonderful time. She is the only one of her generation left on her husband's side of the family. You can imagine the excitement when we ran into her niece and nephews that she hadn't seen in years. It was like old home week for me also seeing so many old friends and relatives.

After several hours of visiting all the exhibits, watching clogging, listening to the wonderful music and eating fried apple pies we went and had lunch at Helen's eating her yummy fried catfish.............Wished I had taken a picture.

Graduation quilt

I have been as busy as a little bee trying to finish this quilt for my granddaughter's high school graduation. I made it so she can have her friends sign the white center strip and when she takes it to college, her friends there can write on it also.

I wrote her name at the top in the white center border, her school, Dana Hall class of 2012 in the bottom center border.  I wrote "May you find strength in the love that surrounds you" on the left side and on the right side is written "Believe deep down in your heart that you are destined to do great things."  I found these quotes several years ago, liked them and wrote the same on her big sis's quilt when she graduated.

I made a king size quilt like this for our Pastor and church members filled the quilt with wonderful thoughts to him and his family.

I like the pattern and guess what I have a lot of left over blocks so number four might be for me.

 Will post a better picture when it's finished.     

Thinking of Mom

Mom has been on my mind today and I was looking at some of her beautiful things that I have. She collected dolls, I have some and the rest we sold at her estate sale.

I made the dolls above, the one on the left for my Mom and the one on the right for my Grandmother. These were made when the Cabbage Patch doll craze was going on.

LA, my daughter, had gotten an original doll made by Xavier Roberts in 1979. They were called Little People at that time. She did look like a relative!!!! Her doll is signed on the butt with his name and the no 138.

 Alberta Bridgett resides in my attic with all LA's other childhood toys waiting for LA to have her own little girl.   Too much digging and too many photos to go through to find a picture of her.

Happy Mother's Day to everyone.

Suprise Visitor

Our no.1 granddaughter Sam called Thursday night asking would we like some visitors for the week-end. We both were beyond excited. The girls had been given the week-end off from Lacrosse practice.

Saturday morning started with a huge southern breakfast, home made biscuits, country ham,  bacon, eggs, hash browns and gravy. They had never seen gravy being made. They don't have that in Ma. and Ca.        For dinner we had buffalo burgers a first for them also.

They got to go downtown Saturday night for St Patrick's  and March Madness. Sunday morning another big breakfast, this time I made chocolate gravy. The next time they might bring the entire team. lol.

Courtney wanted to learn to knit, we found thread and needles, started her on a scarf with knit and purl stitch. I might have to go visit their college and teach her to bind off.

Sent them off with  lots of hugs and prayers for a safe trip back to SC. Granddaughter Samantha is on left. Isn't she beautiful?  A wonderful, blessed week-end.

Quilt Storage Closet

I have a closet in Mom's old room that is 42in by 14ft that I store my quilt and all the quilts from my Mom, Grandmothers and Aunts. I also have a lot of their vintage crochet tablecloths, bedspreads and afghans. I have about a hundred quilts in it. 

The closet was called the sewing closet on the original house plans. When we moved in Mom had this as her room when she was here. Guess it will always be called Mom's room. I miss her so much, but can go into this room and set in her chair, read her Bible, look at her things and remember her furious love for all of us.

Mom's sewing things

My Mom had a very unique system storing her fabric scraps and sewing supplies. She only bought fabric for what ever she was working on. One quilt at a time, she would piece and quilt until she finished it. She saved or shared with friends the scraps that were left.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    These tins were found under her sofas in den and living room, filled with sewing supplies and fabric scraps. The bakery must have gotten a deal on the tins. I have 15 and they are all the same design. Fifteen years of saved tins.

 Mom and Dad always bought a fruit cake at Christmas and the tins were what it came in. I could not let someone else have these so I bought them at the estate sale. They are still filled with the things Mom put in them.