Feeling gloomy today...So it is best to cheer up by visiting you all on my blog...Aging is indeed a challenge..good and bad...In my circle today, I count several dear ones with cancer and several with heart disease...hmmm...Then I look at our crazy news....hmmm..Our news is awful!!
.Looking for the light, I return to my sewing. .
Below is the flimsy of my latest Ronald McDonald house preemie car seat cover. A bright African fabric border should make it happy.
Below is picture of the child's quilt made from thrift store cloth..I keep trying to get the color right, but oh, no...I give up...Also giving up on cropping pictures properly. I crop and it posts without the cropping...Letting it go. I cut up an old lady's blouse from about 50 years ago , that I found in our thrift shop...so loved the color and the thrifting bit. Wish you could see how the colors sparkle. Mary Jerz does my quilting now that I am not what I used to be...Grateful for her!!
Candace gave me another of her "Just Joey" roses...Tears in my eyes as I remember my man and his love for this rose color.

My dear friend who helps me with my physical therapy had a birthday today. She is a bridge freak...playing all over the state and all the time!! Perfect card fabric here for this zippy coin purse. I put in a bright new penny for good luck.
Today, I wore a sweater for the first time since April last year. Light wind, Carolina blue sky and sunny day made it perfect.
I just spoke with my dear grandson, Dylan. When I just now googled "Dylan" looking for a picture of him now at 16...This baby quilt came up...So many years ago. Now he is a junior in high school, has a big truck that he bought with his own money, has a job and a girlfriend...Oh, my...I miss the little years.
I love my grands....Now the one in Portland, Aoife, I have only seen 2 or 3 times in my entire life. She is 6 now and only knows her only Grandmother from Facetime.. So sad she lives so far away. She really only knows her Irish kin. Well, we do know, she knows her chickens!!!!
The hip replacement surgery a year from last May, left me with very little balance. Trying to walk with a cane, last week, I fell... My body is fine, but my ego is demolished...Trying to get a grip and be glad I do not hurt is good gratitude, but my ego realizes, once again that I will never be what I used to be..
Acceptance means I can sew little presents for people here... Happiness is my little red sewing machine waiting for me in our art room, and my wonderful Janome 8900 humming along in my apartment.
Tomorrow is sewing in the art room and voting in the afternoon..
Tonight is sharing with you all and chocolate and bed xo