My how the weather does change around here. Tuesday the mercury 'soared' to near 50 degrees. I even opened a window and let in some fresh air. Wednesday the window was slammed shut by mother nature. She brought a full day of little snow flurries. Nothing accumulating, but surely not gardening weather.
One thing about those little dustings of snow -
they let you know if there have been visitors at your front door. Guess they couldn't reach the bell, so went on their merry way.
Yesterday I put the last stitches in Harper's memory quilt.
It's difficult to see, but in each corner is a quilted motif of something that Harper loved - treats, riding in the Jeep, the picket fence, and her favorite toy - Duck Baby. The angel blocks have her name and dates.
Now it's back to the hexagons. Hubby and I have filled up the little basket.
I'm going to go back to adding pieces to the top and Hubby says he will keep basting. With six diamonds left in my pile, I'll soon need to make more. I wonder how he feels about making blocks?
When you get an itch, scratch it!
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