Christmas Quilter's Poem

Twas the night before Christmas,
And the quilts were not made.
The threads were all tangled, the cookies delayed.
The stocking weren't hung, the pantry was bare.
The poor weary Quilter, was tearing her hair.
Stacks of fat quarters, tipped over in streams.
Visions of Log Cabins, had turned into dreams.

When what to her wondering eyes should appear,
But a bus full of quilters with all of their gear.
They went straight to work with just a few mutters,
Sorting and stitching and brandishing cutters.
The patterns emerged from all of the clutter,
Like magic the fabrics arranged in a flutter.
Log Cabins, Lone Stars, Flying Geese & Bear Tracks
Each quilt was a beauty-even the backs.

Her house how it twinkled, her quilts how they glowed.
The cookies were baking, the stockings were sewed.
Their work was all done, so they folded their frames,
And packed up their needles, without giving their names.
They boarded the bus, and checked the next address.
More quilts to be made, another quilter in distress.

She heard one voice echo, as they drove out of sight,
Happy quilting to all and to all a good night!
~Author Unknown

Pumpkin Festival!

On Friday, my wonderful brother-in-law, William, and my wonderful sister, Suzanne, took me out to eat at the Water Street Cafe. They offer a delicious prime rib dinner with rice pilaf and butternut squash cooked with maple syrup. I ate my fill and had extra to take home for lunch today. Here's a picture of Suzanne laughing as I snapped her picture!

After that good meal, we stopped at the Laconia, New Hampshire, Pumpkin Festival for a quick peek at all the Jack-O-Lanterns carved by the local school children. They were amazing!

On the way home, we had a sing-along and laughed at the cold winds that were blowing. I am so blessed to have dear family near me who care so very much about me!

At the Golden Gese Quilt shop, we wished Sue safe travels as she leaves for Florida for the winter. She was making a pretty apron all in pinks and purples. Nice!

Maureen has started sewing a strippy table runner that will have dramatic black borders. Looking good!

Happy quilting!

A Milestone

Today is my 70th birthday and that is quite a milestone! I'm enjoying good health and fitness in spite of missing my dear Felix. I was sixteen when I met him and instantly fell in love with him.

The weather is a grim rain with high winds today and I'm lucky to have power to write this. Earlier this week I took some pictures of the pretty Fall foliage that has now been taken away by the storm.

These were taken right along Route 140, which is my street, but about 5 miles away in Alton, NH. The water is Lake Wentworth by the Alton fire station.

No pictures of it yet, but I've started a couple of sawtooth star potholders for Ilse to send to her sister in law in Germany for Christmas.

Happy quilting!

Saying Goodbye

The last Friday in September was the beautiful Masonic Funeral held for Felix, my beloved husband, who passed away on July 17th, 2019 of a sudden heart attack.

It was a lovely service with prayers and poems with Felix's ashes, his picture, and his DeMolay Chevalier ring sitting on the table inside the Masonic Lodge.

The most moving part of the ceremony was when, one by one, each Mason present went up to the table and gave Felix a Masonic salute and laid an evergreen sprig of Arbor Vitae upon his Masonic apron.

Was so surprised to see my younger sister, Lucinda, who took a bus up from Connecticut to attend the service. It was wonderful to be able to give her a hug. My older sister, Suzanne, is more local here in New Hampshire and she brought her beloved husband, William.

This is a picture of Suzanne, on the left, me in the middle, and Lucinda on the right. The weather was mild and sunny, just perfect as we wished Felix well in heaven.

Thank you for listening and happy quilting!