Hi everyone! It's a glorious Fall week here, sooo unexpected. But my mind is oddly blank: I cope so porly with the little potholes of life now, I find. My phone broke, my lab app was offline [must get labs before IV tomorrow], the shower broke; my injured hand suddenly is very painful, like a sprained wrist, though the deep skin tears are healed. I hurt my ankle right by where the spider bite was. I put away some of my shorts, so sad. I had to take down, put away, some of my October/ Halloween quilts and vignette bits. It was busy and overwhelming, another thing making me sad. Another factor, the intense sun of October damages the quilts, I can't leave them out too long....
The skeptical words of a friend who asked, Why do you make quilts, why bother? That hurt.
And Mo's vet report was, um, tepid. His ears are better but incurable. End stage vestibular disease [chronic inner ear infection]. "We'll make him as comfortable as possible"--sounds very hospice, doesn't it.
I floundered around with projects: Made the Gingham Maple Leaf block, found among the Red Baskets a few months ago, into a tiny solo quilt.
Used a fun brown Harvest backing and did a swirly-twirly, falling leay, freestyle machine quilting. And a pillowcase edge.
I think it makes a cute candle mat or bowl tuck and at least is somewhat saved from oblivion. I'd like to make a Maple Leaf quilt someday.
I'm almost dome with TQC October mini. Jus a bit of binding. It was also machine quilted, freestyle, by me. May add a picture later. It's cute.
Having fun with the Googly-eyesd Cheri Payne Jackolanterns.
I had planned for the pupils, the smallest eye circle, to be just fused on [cheddar or black]. But when I washed WhatNots a small circle I overlooked in stitching fell right off. Good to know this fusible does wash away. But still. I decided, tentatively that tiny black [and colored?] buttons would do instead.
I had a fun hour the other day sorting through my button jars for candidates. Found a good selection. White pealr tinies for teeth too.
I also found such an odd assortment of older coins. Why were they there, are they from my beachcombing pocket? Were they in the jar, unsorted, that my mom found at the local thrift shop? I have no memory.
Susan B Anthony silver dollar 1977. Size of a quarter. Is it still worth a dollar? And a wheat sheaf penny, 1951 or 7 .
A 70s dime, a modern penny; two Canadian pennies. Treasure! I was quite thrilled.
When I first moved here, an elderly neighbor taught me a lot about local beachcombing. She was so lucky, always finding gold rings or cash or bottles with messages. She saved the coins she found in Mason jars that she'd fill and bestow upon local children on their birthdays. I never had such luck, having only one half filled coin jar after so many many years. But the hunt is everything, still.
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Another day I sadly cut back my ruined garden. It was scraggly, ugly, and attracting the always scary October yellowjacket wasps.
I made a final bouquet.
My friend did the same before last week's nor'easter. Her dahlias are so beautiful.
Headed out now with Mo. Each day is a gift.
love
lizzy
gone to the beach..........................
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