Tweet, Tweet

I am so excited, I just spent 2 days hooking up to and trying out a new modem....

Thought that might be the problem to my Internet woes......

WRONG, so now I guess we will try a new Internet provider.
Why are the things that should be the simplest, usually the most complicated. 

Call me crazy but the thing that fuzzes me the most is...
It's keeping me from sewing.

So for today I will take a deep breath (it's been snowing and the air is crisp & glorious) I will sit in my studio,
sip caramel apple cider & watch the snow flakes fall.

Maybe I will put out some food for the little birds & watch
them flutter in for a winters day treat.

Ahhhh.....Maybe the Universe is telling me to applique' ?  or Cook :)

TaTa for now....  The Little Red Hen Quilts

Cluck, Cluck, Cluck

Can life get any crazier?  Now remember that is a rhetorical question:)
I have this frantic feeling in my being, I have not been in my sewing
room for a very long time.  I have a few deadlines looming and can't
quite get things together to mark much of anything off my list.

It occurs to me that things are out of control.  I love quilting because
it is a process, and a journey.  I love every part of the process, but lately
it has been all about the finished product. 
I have allowed it to become so.....now how do I get it back to the way it is supposed to be, the way I enjoy and fill my spirit?

It's just like the story of the Little Red Hen, It seems everyone is willing to eat the bread.....but what about everything it takes to get to that point?  
Humm...I guess I need to think about that.

Until I find the solution, I'll be in the garden it's tomato harvest time.  
Enjoy the sunshine where ever you are....
If there isn't any.....Make some!

The Little Red Hen.....Quilts

Welcome, Welcome

The first post is always the one most agonized about.

It seems I always feel that if I don't say the perfect thing,

choose my words carefully & set the appropriate tone,

somehow the blog will self destruct after spewing out

insults & chastisement for a job poorly done.

Well after saying that out loud, I might need some therapy....

Goody, Goody, the best therapy for me is an afternoon

in my garden and an evening in my sewing room.

See ya later!

The Little Red Hen Quilts......