That's All?

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I went up to my studio this morning, sure I had a large pile of scraps from the trimming I did on my quilt last night. And this is all there was. I guess my imagination grew during the night.

Here's an Aaron story. His mom left Tuesday for an audiology conference in Charlotte. The doctor had said that he thought Aaron's gums felt like he would be getting teeth soon and Steph hoped he'd wait to get his first tooth until after she came back. She's been gone two days and the little blue-eyed guy has two teeth.

And a Nora story. I took her to Target last night and she asked if we could get donuts, so we got a bag of the mini ones. She came home and ate three, then took her bath. (The donuts had an unfortunate end - we left the bag open and the dog Cosmo, normally well behaved, devoured them.) I tucked her in bed and she sat up and said, "I'm hungry, I didn't have a snack." I reminded her that she'd eaten three donuts and she said "Oh, was that a snack?" and popped her thumb in her mouth and got ready for sleep.

Hey, Sarah, Are You There?

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Hey, Sarah, are you there?

My daughter Sarah always gives me good artistic advice when I need it - and I need it. My quilt needs some help in the form of a little shaping, but shaping's tricky - too much and there's nothing left. Sarah, what do you think?


A few hours ago, I was in the hatin' it phase, then I cut a little more, and it's a little better. I don't want to put it out for class discussion because the instructor told us to not try curves and of course I did. It's not my fault - I had my angular design all ready but the quilt said it wanted to be curvy. Yelled, actually. It also said it wanted to be free motion stitched, which surely wasn't my first thought. This quilt has a mind of its own.

Sarah said try this.

And then this. I appreciate the technology that makes this back-and-forth possible.
Doing the cutting is nerve wracking. But the quilt looks better now. Thanks, Sarah.

Changed Directions

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Just a short entry today - I made some stripes and and decided to change the design of my quilt from angular to curvy. I held my breath and cut, and it's going to be ok. Hopefully you'll see the completion tomorrow.

Opening Day

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Today was Opening Day for the Cincinnati Reds. I watched part of the parade on tv - I hadn't realized it was such a big deal. Next year I'll go.

I thought about going downtown to Fountain Square to watch part of the game there - all the seats at the ball park were sold out and they were showing the game on the big screen above Macy's. It kept raining, though, sometimes pouring, on and off, and I couldn't decide whether to go.

Then I heard the jets fly overhead and decided things must be on. I caught the shuttle downtown. The crowd there was pretty small, probably because of the rain, but there was the game, on the big screen.

I walked to the ball park and saw that somebody really came in style. Is that classy or what, a long red limo to see the Reds.

Toyota is one of the sponsors this year, and that's a red Toyota Tundra on the platform.

At Steph and Mike's tonight, it was hard to imagine a happier spring face.

At home, my plaid is finished - now for some stripes.

Maysville Visit

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It was such fun to go to Maysville yesterday and have lunch with Kay and see her husband Jack for the first time in years. Yeah, you heard of Maysville last week because George Clooney and Renee Zellweger were there for the premier of their new movie Leatherheads. And Bill Clinton was there the next day.

Kay took me to lunch at the Lively Lady in Aberdeen. I love restaurants on the river and ate lots of banana pudding at this one. Thanks, Kay. The next lunch is on me.

Leah, this Maysville picture's for you. At the left on the riverfront is the Medical Arts Building, where we worked together for all those years all those years ago. Every day we'd head for the third floor.

Sarah, this one's for you. The gnome still lives. Without going into details, there was once a bicycle accident involving the gnome and the gnome wasn't riding the bike.

Back home today, I fixed my grow lights, which went out last week when I was trying to move them higher. Turns out that the plug had loosened. Duh. The tomatoes are looking good, despite a few days of just daylight - almost time to transplant them to containers. Really, it's more about growing something in March than ending up with tomato plants.

And my fabric project continues.

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I'm behind doing the homework for an online class, but today I did go from this

to this,

and it was lots of fun getting there. This is lesson one and lesson three, the last, was posted today. Hmmm. I'm hoping that getting that first lesson done was the hardest in terms of choosing fabric, shopping, and figuring things out. I have to admit that, having gone this far, I can see that some of the fabric I chose is totally not right and that some on my shelf will look good. And that, my quilting friends, is why we so treasure our fabric stashes. But you already knew that.

Not My Bumper Sticker

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This isn't my bumper sticker. I noticed it yesterday on a truck in Belluevue. I wish it was mine, though.

Like ever so many other people, I love Red River Gorge. I love the hiking and the arches and the views and the Nada Tunnel. The camping at Koomer Ridge. The pizza at Miguel's.

I'm old enough to remember Justice William O. Douglas hiking the gorge in a Sierra Club effort to prevent damming the river there. Long after that, the section of river in the gorge was declared part of the Wild and Scenic River System and there is no longer danger of a dam.

Ah, soon. The bath houses open April 1. I'll try to get one of the campsites with stairs going to the tent area. Last time I was there, I noticed that there was cell phone reception in the camp ground. I'm still trying to decide - like it or not?

You probably guessed that the reason I was in Bellevue was because I didn't have just the right beads to finish my challenge quilt.

This is a good-sized store and I always mean to take a picture showing that, but I always end up with pictures of the gorgeous beads instead.

See what I mean?