What A Day!

This is my staring into the abyss of fog on the mountain.

It's beautiful in a way.  Comforting like a hug.

And yes, the sun is there to burn it all off and I know it won't last long.

This is a metaphor for how yesterday went for me.

So much second guessing.  So much stress and anxiety.

But today is a new day and we pick it up from here.

I let some comments get to me that my count on yesterday's units - the FIRST CLUE of the mystery were already wrong.

How could they know?  "It's supposed to be a square quilt, this count doesn't come out right."

And so I thought THEY must be right and went and sent out an alert that the count was to be 16 sets instead of 24.

And then it hit me.  They haven't seen the quilt.  They haven't made the quilt.  They are making assumptions based on the first clue out of the gate?

And I went and counted on the ACTUAL QUILT - and I was right the first time.

If you caught my messages yesterday about needing 16 sets instead of 24, it was reversed quickly.

I was right the first time. I shouldn't have worried.  I shouldn't have listened to other people's opinions when we were just out of the starting gate?

Okay.  So if you saw that, got that email, look for my correction on the non-correction.

You still need 24 sets of 4 for Part One. If your PDF says different, please correct it with a pencil to say 24. 

And if you are commenting on part one that you can't find where the clues are posted....well, honey - just look up.  You just commented on part one and all of the information is there.

I've had too many balls in the air, too many plates spinning.

Jason had a doctor's appointment yesterday.  He has developed an infection at his incision site and is on heavy duty antibiotics to take care of it.  So my mama worry is in hyper drive.

He has another appointment on Monday to see that it is healing.

We still do not have pathology on his tumor and the not knowing is truly keeping me agitated with worry.

So I took some time to count the remaining block kits for the traveling hexie project since it will be going with me next Friday to New York and then on to Germany and Austria with my Craftours Christmas Market trip.

THREE!  I only had to cut more aquas to complete three kits to bring the number up.  That gives me 8 motifs left to finish the quilt.

Lola keeping watch at my cluttered cutting table.

Baggied up and ready to fly.

The motifs will be for travel, so I have switched to working on the side borders in the evening time.

Are you watching  Ken Burns' American Revolution documentary on PBS?  It's so good!

There is so much I had either forgotten, or things I didn't know and wasn't taught in school.

And maybe because I'm in my 60s and living in Virginia things are just hitting me different somehow when I imagine what things were like where I am living in the 1770s.

I keep saying to myself "It happened here.  It happened here."  Growing up in California, it was just a story, it didn't feel real. I was so far removed.  But it happened here.

And this is where I need people to clap.

When we emptied the Wallburg house so it could go on the market (Remember that we had several offers in 24 hours?) some stuff was just binned and stored in the garage.

Since coming back from Washington/Arizona I have completely culled through and emptied 2 bins.

One bin had me laughing - I had told Dave just that morning "Welcome to static cling season!" as my hair has become fly away and I didn't have any anti-static spray to spray down combs and hair brushes on hand.

Guess what was in one bin?  Not one - but THREE new cans of anti-static spray.

And trust me - I'll never need to buy another pen or pencil again.  We are sent for the next 100 years.

I was going to scribble with all of the pens to make sure they worked, but instead I put them in a shoe box at my standing desk and will just dispose of them as I come across ones that won't write.

Yesterday's adventure also included a trip to the dentist - and to cool my jets after that I stopped by the antique mall for a wander since I hadn't been in many months. I spied a lovely 4 patch quilt that was lovingly hand quilted - in super condition!

1960s-1970s prints - just really sweet.

I turned the corner to find this star quilt on the wall -

Take a close look at the top & bottom scalloped border/binding!

Found folded in the cupboard next to the star quilt -

I love the pops of cheddar and pink in the corners of the blocks.

Pretty backing fabric!

I'm guessing this one about 1890?

It was in excellent shape.

Needlepoint hanging on the wall -

This one made me feel a bit melancholy.  All the wealth of the world could not buy you a friend or pay you for the loss of one.

This one hits.  For any friends we've lost to death, to moving away, or friendships that just don't fit anymore for whatever reason, on their part or yours, and life just moves on.

It just hits.

I wonder how the person stitching this felt about the message they were stitching.  Who were they missing?

So here we are at Saturday and into the weekend.

We have a community Thanksgiving dinner to go to tonight which should be fun.

Up on deck today: Finishing the kits for my Germany/Austria travelers.  We'll be working on my Warm Hands, Warm Heart stitchery as we work our way through our Christmas Market adventures.

Once those are done - I'm heading for the machine!

What plans do you have for your weekend ahead?

Quiltville Quote of the Day -

There are plenty of scraps to sew up and I will do my best to make a dent!

Have a wonderful weekend, everyone -