Hello Saturday
This is a day that had not one single thing on the agenda, the last Saturday of October.
I am not going to miss with messing with the clock by turning it back in the fall and ahead in the spring. If only our legislative secessions could get something else done during their spring fling that could again benefit everyone.
Dennis has been putzing in and around the garages. He manages to stay busy.
I have had the day in the studio. The radio is on in the background to catch any snippet of area news and weather. I follow a quilter on YouTube that lives in Indiana. She does longarm quilting for others and each week she showcases the week’s worth that is ready to go back to the owners for final binding. Seeing all the patterns, sizes and color schemes is an inspiration for me.
Tammy Earnest did share clips from a family picnic. What struck me and other viewers is that the picnic tables had quilts on them as tablecloths. She followed up with comments to her video yesterday. Quilts are to be used. Someone had mentioned to her, “My mother quilted but we never got to use them.” For myself, I agree. Use them, abuse them so the quilts keep on sending the messages while they were being made . . . individual love to each owner. Cottons today are durable and washable and . . . mendable if something need it.
I no longer intend or plan on cranking out multiple quilts each year, but having one being built under the needle is satisfying. The three quilts of 2023 were not completed to stay here on Stauffer Avenue, they were intended for the specific request. The scrappy one I am now working on is a fun one.
We are going to have some Gorton fish filets, instant potatoes and green beans for supper.
With that I take my leave ♥