Oh Happy Day

 My back porch with Carolina Astor and Lantana...so peaceful.

In Portland, evidently Rosie, the dog, tries to compete with Bock Bock, the chicken....for attention.

Yesterday was such a happy day...An in-person meeting of our Charlotte Modern Quilt Guild.  I felt free seeing all my friends.. It was scrap day....my favorite type of quilting  The president showed an example of a scrap quilt top she liked.  She had taken it from the free table at the Guild one time...Voila, it was mine...I had given it away, way back in the day as a donation to the Guild.  I recognized it right away as my brain knows my fabric stuff.  There was even a piece there I had bought in  Ireland 20  years ago.

Yesterday's event brought with it another "free table".  Look below at the paper pieced triangles...so tiny...Potholders here we come.  Finding a border and a backing is one of my favorite parts of scrap quilting.

"Stitch" and "Bock-Bock" love the same fabric basket on the  third floor sewing room...Evidently the hen was there first.  Never mind....egg is being watched carefully.

More potholder fun...

Today, I  made egg salad..Using my grandmother's egg chopper from forever ago.  The handle used to be green, the blades are a bit rusty...but I love it and Grandma would be proud of me.

Friendly advice came yesterday.  I was told that my blog had become a bit gloomy...Sigh!  What happens is that I go to bed around 2 am....As that time comes, so do feelings of age and grief, etc.  I really should not post that late at night because I know  I am always better in the morning light.

There are alot of things I am happy with.  I love where I live, the big pool on site, my lovely garden, my friends, new and old.  Age is just a shock to my dream of youthful forever.  Oh, well....I am in good company and I will keep on keeping on.