I would love to go back to the time when days seemed to stretch on forever in front of me. Time used to creep along at a snails pace. Not so any more.
May 2015 saw 15 quilts cross my leaders at Tops to Treasures.
May 2015 saw 15 quilts cross my leaders at Tops to Treasures.
That is roughly one every other day for the month. This is not the norm for this time of year, but then neither is the massive amount of rain we have had. If you haven't heard Texas has been deluged with a flood of biblical proportions...thankfully, not on my block. Perhaps my quilty friends have been using the time away from their gardens to sew.
My college boys are both home for the summer...last night we all went to a ball game!
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| A Night at the Ball Park (John 19, Noah 22, Ben 17) |
The oldest is in the middle - don't tell him, but his brothers have darn near caught up to him height-wise. I am beginning to come to grips with the fact that they are no longer little boys, but really grown men. Sigh. I hope some girl appreciates them as much as I do.
That last picture was just to make you laugh. As I was letting my Basset Hound in this morning I noticed the dew on the very green green grass, and the trail she left behind as she inspected the yard. Or puppy is 11 years old and had tumors removed from her hip and eye brow, thus the cone of shame. I don't think there is anything more pathetic looking than an old hound dog with a cone around its neck.
