My little flower basket is together. Now it needs to be stitched before any of the little pieces go astray.
I'll add the embroidered touches after all of the pieces are firmly secured. Do you see the little checkered grape, and the plaid grape? Now wouldn't that be fun. I'll work on some plaid pumpkins today.
Here is the fat quarter that I cut up for the flower petals. It now resembles Swiss Cheese. I still see some usable petals. No piece of fabric goes to waste in this house. I've been saving (hoarding) this piece of fabric for years, just knowing that someday it would find the perfect home in a quilt for Fall.
Here is the view from our picnic spot yesterday. This is Mosquito Lake up in the high country of the Sierra Nevada. The elevation is about 8,000 ft. It was chilly and there were some patches snow on the ground. We hunkered down on a rock to shelter from the wind and watched the clouds sail past.
It was a great picnic spot and a beautiful day to be in the mountains.
The following is my Memorial Day post in 2011 and I think it is worth repeating.
Are you old enough to remember when Memorial Day was called Decoration Day? I remember my Grandparents calling it Decoration Day, but to me it was always Memorial Day.
I should call today Decoration Day, because I always put up a patriotic display in my bay window and I'll keep it there until the 4th of July. This years display is my rendition of what it is to be as American as apple pie. I did not make the quilt, but I loved it as soon as I saw the plaids in red, white and blue.
We received the flag when my father-in-law, a veteran of WWII and the Korean War passed away. My sister has the flag that was given to our family when our father passed away. He served in WWII. My uncle, and my second cousin also served in WWII.
My dear husband enlisted in the Air Force just as the Vietnam War began. He was a jet mechanic and volunteered to go to Vietnam, but at the time, helicopter mechanics were needed. All of his buddies were being shipped to Vietnam while he remained stateside, many never returned.
Patriotism runs strong and deep in our family. This is our day to say thank you to all of the men and women serving our country. This is our day to say thank you to the families who have suffered the loss of a loved one while serving our country. This is our day to remember our own family members who served our country.