Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Baseball Tonight


Of course I love this picture - a base hit for Aaron - note the ball showing up in front of the trees.


But this one touches my heart - the back view of him as catcher.  It seems to capture the lovely evening, perfect weather for watching a boy who loves baseball.  And how I admire his ability - up and down and up and down, throwing the ball back to the pitcher a hundred times, probably more, over five innings.

No matter where it is, sitting watching the evening come in with a baseball game in the background is my happy place.  This game went to the bottom of the fifth for Aaron's team, two out, score tied, before they scored the winning run.

But meanwhile, in Milwaukee, my Reds are struggling.  Swept.


Saturday, April 22, 2017

This Girl


I'm proud of this girl,  We ended up at a restaurant that served country food - I really meant to go to a different one down the street.

No complaints.  She ordered bean soup, fried potatoes, and cornbread and was happy about it.  It was a lot of food, but she put a big dent in the potatoes and soup.  The cornbread went home for another day.

Her brother, without a doubt, wouldn't have been as happy with this meal, probably would have chosen something meat related, maybe meatloaf or a ham sandwich.  

I'll be back - it was non-smoking and not every restaurant in Northern Kentucky is.  Can you believe that?  

Friday, April 21, 2017

Unicorns


Preparing for future Starbucks customers:  the Unicorn Frappuccino.  Apparently only available through Sunday.  Purple and pink, no caffeine.  Tons of sugar.

But fun.  Nora and I drove through her neighborhood Starbucks but they were out of the ingredients.  On Thursday.  We had success at a Starbucks in a Target.  Perfect to sweeten up working on math homework.

She declared it delicious but only drank the froth on top, didn't finish the syrup on the bottom, which was just as well.  

I thoroughly enjoyed this grandmother experience, I think Nora did too. 


Monday, April 17, 2017

Easter Memories


How does the time fly by so quickly during holiday visits?  

We had so many wonderful memories.  Kayaking on the lake (one capsize, Aaron, rescued and towed by Nora.)  Gem mining, a favorite with the kids and Walt.  Rocky's Hot Chicken, a tradition.  Campfire, badmitton, golf putting in the side yard, skipping stones on the lake, walking the dogs.  Ginormous egg hunt.

A wonderful Easter brunch coordinated by Winnie, with lovely table settings.  Safe travels, especially returning on Sunday with surprisingly light traffic and no slowdowns in central Kentucky where those usually happen.

There was so much to celebrate and be grateful for.



Sunday, April 16, 2017

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Guest Artist


In recent weeks, Joanne has sent me not one but two boxes of lovely no-longer-needed fabrics and a few UFO's.  Including this one.

It was begging for a little pieced binding and no more.  The quilting was done, everything.

It's hanging in my kitchen, but, Joanne, if you have second thoughts, we can pass it back and forth.  Or, I can take a deep breath and gift it back to you.  If I were the artist, I'd be sorry I gave it up.

You'll be seeing more of Joanne's work in the form of a baby quilt soon.  My favorite phrase:  "If you're stuck, cut."

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

NICU Quilt


This baby quilt was so simple, just charm packs, that I wanted some walking foot quilting,


starting with a little square spiral in the center and just spiraling out.  I love the effect on a plain quilt.

If you try it, just know that it requires a lot of quilting.  Just so happens that I like a lot of quilting, but it is time consuming.


There was a time when I would purchase 2 1/2 or 3 yards of sale fabrics for backings-to-come, and I found this 3-yard piece in my stash.  

I don't make those purchases any more because
     a.  the store where I found those bargains has closed,
     b.  there is a limited number of backings that I can possibly use, and
     c.  I like pieced backings too.

The Reds lost yesterday afternoon, but it was glorious to sew and listen to the game.  And there was that home run in the 9th inning.