HELLO EVERY ONE AND HAPPY 2015

In  March of 2014 I closed my business and went home to quilt.  For the first week all was good, I slept later, stayed up later and enjoyed full retirement.  

Well that quickly changed. I began thinking about what my purpose was, now that I had no where to go, no one to teach, no one to quilt with.  Thankfully my customers followed and I am still quilting their beautiful quilt tops. But I am also starting to make quilts again. Last week I started a wedding quilt for my cousin. Like a true quilter, I picked a pattern that I have never done before and I only have seven weeks to finish it and get it in the mail. 

Her wedding colors are peacock teals,purples,blues,greens and a little brown. 
 I chose fabrics from my own stash and several fabric shops around town. This is the first run of a french braid. Now I only have three more to go and get them trimmed and sewn and quilted.   I know she will be a beautiful bride. I will keep you up to date on my progress.  Say a little prayer for me please.   
Happy Quilting.

Home Made Soup

The best thing about having your own land to farm is eating what you have grown..   After canning every thing I could get my hands on its time to open those jars and start to enjoy the fruits of your labor.              
    Today I made soup from my                          garden.
I chose potatoes, corn, peas, tomato juice, mixed green beans with carrots and ground beef with onions.
last year is the first time I have tried canning meats. The ground beef in a pint jar is just right for soup. Add a little seasoned salt, pepper, Mrs. Dash and a large pinch of cumin.

See the wooden board behind the jars.  My daughters Christmas present to me.  She used a wood burner and put my name on it, It has a small shelf on the bottom to hold a recipe card upright and a stand on the back so it won't fall over. We did a home made Christmas, I canned my daughter in laws favorite cake, pumpkin. Yes I canned a cake.

Cherished Treasures

      Oh the memories that old cherished treasures bring to mind. 
This old glider, or at least what is left of it, was given to me by my cousin Billie. It use to sit on my grandmothers front porch when I was a young teenager.  I would sit in it anxiously awaiting  the sight of my boyfriend coming down the gravel road to visit with me. 
We would sit in that glider and "court". But as you can tell by the looks of it , that was a long time ago, fifty years actually.  Now the glider is back in our lives and its time to fix it up.  
A new coat of paint and new home made cushions will do the trick. I think it will make a great place to sit and break beans this summer.