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| We did get a little snow! |
After my last blog entry, the kids and I watched from the upstairs window as big fat snowflakes swirled all around us. We had our own snowglobe view of the backyard! Then, the texture changed and we could actually hear the white stuff landing on the roof and walls. It began to stick.
There was a little snowdance outdoors and a quick refill of the birdfeeders. Then we had to dash back inside to warm up. Brrrr. 34 deg F. Yes, we're whimpy.
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| These snowflakes won't melt! |
So I made time to get this quilt done. It was a challenge making each snowflake unique. I lightly chalked the 6 lines radiating outward to get the spine of the snowflake right. Then used leaf shapes, half-hearts, feathers and weird little squiggles up and down each spine.
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| border snowflake |
Here's a closer view of the border. With the dark grey-blue threads, most of the quilting is for texture more than a design. It doesn't compete with those terrific batik fabrics.
This afternoon, I braved the 59 deg F sunny weather to help my husband and teen take down a few trees. They did almost all of the work. But one pesky tree was leaning in a weird, threatening way and we needed to take it down before we get the fence replaced. Our neighbor allowed us to tie ropes to his trees to make sure it didn't fall on either of our houses. Hubby suspended long tree truck sections to those ropes. They each weighed over 100 lbs and it took coordination, a ladder and team work to get everything ready. (I should have taken a photo!) One he began making that chink in the tree, K. began to tighten the last rope with a come-along. It was me who cheered victoriously as the tree fell just where Hubby wanted it to go - away from the homes. Those dangling tree trunks buried themselves in the soft dirt/ground up tree stumps. We untied all the ropes and got ready for late afternoon company to drop in.
Tomorrow, we'll deal with all the tree parts strewn over 2 back yards. I think we're ready to have the fence replaced. Big smile. The mangled one just looks so pathetic.
Since it's slightly after midnight, it's hardly appropriate to end with my usual sign off. Instead, I'll share this Psalm with you. I've spent a little time this week studying from it and we'll discuss it tomorrow morning in class.
Psalm 19
For the director of music. A psalm of David.
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is deprived of its warmth.
The law of the LORD is perfect,
refreshing the soul.
The statutes of the LORD are trustworthy,
making wise the simple.
The precepts of the LORD are right,
giving joy to the heart.
The commands of the LORD are radiant,
giving light to the eyes.
The fear of the LORD is pure,
enduring forever.
The decrees of the LORD are firm,
and all of them are righteous.
They are more precious than gold,
than much pure gold;
they are sweeter than honey,
than honey from the honeycomb.
By them your servant is warned;
in keeping them there is great reward.
But who can discern their own errors?
Forgive my hidden faults.
Keep your servant also from willful sins;
may they not rule over me.
Then I will be blameless,
innocent of great transgression.
May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart
be pleasing in your sight,
LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.
(text from biblegateway.com)
- SeeingStars
