Hello Everyone,
Here is my progress on Christmas Ribbons. What you can't see is the pattern is almost completed too!
Now that's the exciting part for me. Every morning I spend a couple of hours at the computer working on the pattern, and that investment in time is paying off.
I just need to make a couple of more blocks, more sashings, and a couple of pinwheels, then I can start putting this quilt together.
I have to dust off my long arm and start the backlog of flimsy's that need to be quilted. I'm so glad the weather has warmed up so I won't freeze to death quilting in my garage. No fancy quilting studio here. I have to make do with the space that I have. First up is
Bountiful Blessings. This pattern too, is almost done.
This imposed isolation has been good for my quilting mojo. I've been making use of every minute of the day.
On another note, I was taken down by an ant the other night. Yes, an ant.....a very, very big ant. About 7pm, we headed out for a walk around the neighborhood with Mazey and our airhorn. With fewer people in the area, the forest critters are taking back their territory. The airhorn is our only protection except for a Golden Retriever who wants to play with anything furry.
Anyway, as I've said before, we live on a hill. We have to walk up the cement stairs by the side of the garage, to get to the street. As I was walking, I stopped on the stairs to squash a big carpenter ant. When you live in a log cabin, carpenter ants can really give us problems. Squashing that ant made me stutter-step and threw off my cadence going up the stairs. I tripped and fell, and my right cheek made direct contact with the edge of the cement stair ahead of me. (The cheek on my face, not my other, well-padded cheek that would have bounced!) Luckily for me, I didn't have my hands in my pockets, and I was able to break the fall....somewhat. Mr. Joe immediately got me a bag of crushed ice, and I sat in the recliner nursing my wound, my pride, and contemplated my klutziness. No swelling, but it does look like someone gave me a nice, left upper cut. Luckily for me I can self-isolate and lick my wound. It all happened so fast. One minute you are upright, the next minute you are seeing stars. I'm calling this ant karma. That ant got the best of me, and I'll think twice before I step on another one again.
So watch your step today and avoid ants at all costs.
Soon,
Lynn