Never Give It Up
Yesterday I was in a quandary about being short a bit of binding for a quilt project that is very close to being finished up. I
stayed down in the sewing room and began the hunting. It may sound silly to be in a snit about several inches of fabric, but could a carpenter hand over the keys to a new homeowner without putting a door knob on the new door? I played with several choices and even decided to use my little tool that checks for color values. I could almost bet you one hundred to one that the few inches of a different colored binding – which is about one half inch visible from both the top view and also the bottom view – very few people would detect. But, I’d know it was there!
Christ and Laura Wendlandt’s family. Left to right: Kennith, Janet, Lester, Corrine, Raymond, Esther, Lenard, Jerald, Maynard.
So now that that issue has been put to rest, it’s on to the next item for me to poodle through my mental abilities. I am involved in a family gathering in September. I know many attendees will not readily recognize cousins, aunts and uncles and who belongs to who. There will be a solution forthcoming from my gray matter before too much time has passed. In thinking, there were nine children of Christ and Laura. Each one of my cousins, including me, can identify all nine of them in a photo. If . . . there were multiple photos of each of the nine at the sign-in table, for families to pick out their family member and pin it on themselves, it would be easy to track the lineage. Hmmm. It might be just a bit too hot today to get this nailed down. I have a few other items on the back burners for this day in September. I am taking it slow and easy, and of course, lists are growing. As I said earlier, never give it up. Slow and steady wins every time.