“How much piecin’ a quilt is like livin’ a life!” / Aunt Jane of Kentucky

  • The hum of the furnace as it kicks on …
  • The ticking of the clock in the kitchen…
  • Dogs barking up the street…
  • The clacking of the wooden wind chimes on the front porch…
  • Birds chirping off and on outside as they visit the feeders…
  • The rhythmic quiet sound of the needle as it slides in & out of the fabric and batting layers, over and over again…
  • Get up to take a picture of my progress and the cat joins in, of course.

Hand Quilting Collage

Snow swirls outside as it once again coats the ground.  The bell chime begins to ring as the wind intensifies and a strong gust rattles the windows. The furnace kicks off and the fridge kicks on. The snow gets stronger, as does the wind. There’s a snow squall outside and I can hear the garbage cans falling down and blowing around.

Go out to rescue the cans..it is bitter cold and the wind just gets stronger. Light snow showers were all that they predicted for today, but just 5 minutes away from me this was occuring on the highway during a squall / whiteout. ( Source )


The click of the thimble as it hits the needle. Rock back and forth three times and pull. The sound of the thread as it moves through the cloth.

The weather report says that another storm, named Titan, will be coming along this weekend. I finally figured out that The Weather Channel is to blame for this winter, what with all of their strong-sounding-storm-names. IF they had named these storms names such as Herbert or Willie or Grace or Sunny, we’d not have had such a bad winter.

Another block finished up…about halfway through hand-quilting the snowballs now. Mark another block.

Mark another block

Eliza Calvert Hall in “Aunt Jane of Kentucky”
“How much piecin’ a quilt is like livin’ a life! You can give the same kind of pieces to two persons, and one will make a “nine-patch” and one’ll make a “wild goose chase, ” and there will be two quilts made out of the same kind of pieces, and jest as different as they can be. And that is jest the way with livin’. The Lord sends us the pieces, but we cut them out and put ’em together pretty much to suit ourselves, and there’s a heap more in the cuttin’ out and the sewin’ than there is in the caliker.”   ( Source )

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Basking in the Sun

The bitter cold has returned here. And when I checked the weather early this morning they are talking about the possibility of a significant snowfall on Sunday or Monday.

But late afternoon yesterday I noticed that my cat was just basking in the sun, while enjoying the heat coming off of the radiator. Clearly, weather or not, she knows how to relax.

Kanga in the Sunlight on the Radiator


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