For the Love of Stories

Getting into the fall spirit.

The  live Christmas wreath from last year at Trader Joe's

I found it tossed in the yard.

I save everything!!!!

I added fake flowers for $4...with my 60% off coupon from Michaels.

A daytime picture would be nicer, but impetuous me.....does the night owl thing.

In making a quilt, the idea and the fabric one starts with is often not the end product.

I was so set in sacrificing  my 30's green fabric...now it looks like it will be the binding instead.

The back turned out a bit bluer than I had planned, so using my reproduction blue fabric

This quilt will defintly be a two sided story in its own right.

 I come from a family that tells stories.

My mother certainly did in her poetry.

My grandmother and my brother were/are great story tellers.

Guess I do too....

I married a story teller from a family of story tellers.

This quilt has a story...from the lady I knew from the estate sale to the friend of my aunt's with the flower garden blocks.  I am adding my own fabric story to it.

This quilt has to stew over night so I can be sure.

Tomorrow I will need to cover some plants...

Monday morning should be 31 degrees.

The true changing of the foliage.

Nature's story, again.

My therapist suggested that I hum to reduce panic and anxiety.
He said it was like the monks, ".om"
It makes the diaphragm vibrate, reducing stress
.
I sat on the deck today reading.
I decided to hummmmm
Deep  and loud.
Zoe joined in.
She put that head of hers up...and howled!!!!
Ha ha, that is Zoe's story.