These are not my daffodils (our ground is still a marshland waiting for federal protection and a commercial by Morgan Freeman!), but I do have some peeking through my front flower bed.
Three days of above 50 degree weather. Three days of consecutive sunshine (sometimes only peeking through, but it's there!).
People riding their motorcycles.
Kids wearing flip flops and short sleeve shirts.
Could it be?
Thank you for all your kind words about my mom's and Ansje's quilts. It was fun to go last night and get out of my
cave home and drive to another town and fellowship with other ladies who are crafty.
We had quite a diverse group of ladies and it was neat to see what they were all working on.
I have pictures, but the camera is in the car, which is in the garage, which is across the kitchen and the den, and I don't have socks on and...well, you get the picture. I'm too dang lazy!
Some of the ladies were crocheting and knitting and there were some who were just learning. They were getting tips and hands on help from those who've been doing it all their lives. I love this. The passing on of a skill from one generation (or lady) to the next.
My sister was cross stitching and another lady was scrapbooking on line.
I took a laundry basket full of stuff, my cutting mat, cutters, scissors, big box of scraps, sewing machine, and my stuff to press whatever needed pressing.
I did get the binding for Ansje's mini made, but realized I had forgotten my pins. Doht! I had also found some squares to my string quilt while
traversing cleaning the sunroom yesterday
and bought more tracing paper to work on it. But forgot the strips of white flannel I'm using for the stripe and was only able to make two new blocks with what I had.
Another smack on the forehead!
This is why I'm not let out of the house often. LOL
I would forget my head if it wasn't attached to my shoulders.
Sometimes I wonder how I've parented this long!
Before I leave, I wanted to share some of my favorite pillows from the Pillow Talk 2 swap:
Sew, if you get a chance, head on over to the group's site and look at some of the beautiful and inspiring pillows that were made and sent!
Thanks for sharing your defy Groundhog Day stories. I appreciate the moms who stayed home with sick kids, those who tried yoga, and watched classic movies! Mine was the craft night out. It's weird to share your stuff with others and have them ask questions. I'm not used to that in person. Usually it's just C-man and I sharing the day until the others get home.
I loved seeing what these women were doing and listening to their stories!
That was, for me, the most fun. I love hearing about people's lives and experiences. It's like a room full of mini novels and books just waiting to be written.
Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!