Friday, November 24, 2017

On Ringo Lake–Part 1!

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Happy November 24th, everyone!

I hope that those of you who are stateside in the USA had a wonderful Thanksgiving! 

For those who don’t celebrate our American Thanksgiving, I hope you can still feel a sense of gratitude and holiday festivity coming your way from those of us who do celebrate.

We all have so much to be grateful for, no matter what time of year it is and we don’t need a designated day to focus on that gratitude.

I am so very excited and very grateful to have the opportunity to once again share a terrifically fun mystery quilt with you and I want to thank you for making my holidays what they are.  My heart is full and I just can’t wait to get this ball rolling!

If you are just joining us, we’ve already released our introductory post including the colors of this year’s mystery and the yardage requirements.  You’ll find that post under the On Ringo Lake tab at the top of my blog.  Catch up there.  It’s not to late to join in!

Thursday, November 23, 2017

A Blessed Thanksgiving.

Good Morning.

As I sit here trying to find the words to express my gratitude for oh so many things that have happened this past year,

I am smelling a pumpkin custard baking in the oven (a crust-less pie for the gluten-free hubby who never liked crust anyway and always left it behind) bacon sizzling on the griddle, the sounds of my menfolk setting the table.

It’s a tradition here – with all of the cooking that goes into the main Thanksgiving meal, the men take care of breakfast giving me just a bit of reprieve to write and enjoy a bit of the morning with some relaxation before tying an apron on and getting down to the big meal of the day.

My biggest surprise came last night when Jason texted from South Carolina that he WAS coming up to Virginia for Thanksgiving.  He didn’t think he was going to be able to make it work because he flip-flopped his holiday days off so that he could come to Idaho/Oregon with us for his grandpa’s memorial service last weekend.

He walked in my door about 9pm last night.  I guess he hasn’t had enough of us over the past week! 

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

November Quilty Box Drawing–Times TWO!

On the eve of Thanksgiving – There are two quilters who will have so much MORE to be thankful for!

I am drawing for the two winners of our November Quilty Box, and this gift-away has topped the charts as far as entries go – we’ve set a new record!

I've been busy (you guys know how busy!) today – and I just took a look at our total.

6, 072 happy quilty folks all vying for these prizes!  Whoooowhoooo!

It’s the eve of Thanksgiving and I’m here with family so I’m not going to dawdle.  In fact – there is one more person who is joining us at last minute.

My son Jason is on his way up from Columbia, South Carolina and is a half-hour away as I type!  He didn’t think he could get the time off of work as he was just in Idaho and Oregon with us over the past weekend, but he evidently pulled some strings, and still likes our company enough to drive 4 hours back up to Virginia after leaving our place in North Carolina yesterday morning.  We must be doing something right!

So without further ado:

On Ringo Lake: Two More Sleeps!

Good Morning from Quilt Villa, Mouth of Wilson, Virginia!

If you missed last night’s Quiltmaker - vol 16 gift-away posts, you likely also missed that the decision was made to come up late yesterday afternoon so that today could be a day of relaxing and enjoying instead of a day of driving and grocery shopping.

Not that grocery shopping won’t happen today anyone.

In my haste to get up here before dark I forgot a couple of important items.

Can you figure out what they are from the contents of my shopping cart?

*NOTE*  If you are in the south, this is also known as a BUGGY!

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Quiltmaker vol 16 Drawing Time!

Hello from the cabin in VIRGINIA!!

Yes, I made an early escape today.  Son Jeff and I finished up getting the mail order out that had come in while we were gone to Idaho Thursday through Monday.  I am so happy to have hired my son on part time – not only does it get everything done in about half the time it normally would have taken me, but he is so much fun and a joy to be around.

We finished up the 70+ order around 1:30pm.  And the decision was made on the fly right then.  Get the groceries, and head straight on up.  Instead of Wednesday being a travel day for Thanksgiving – it can be a hang at the cabin day, and perhaps even get some FUN sewing in!

Jeff and The Hubster are also on their way up, having made a detour with the trailer to pick up lumber for the refurbishing of our deck.  Many hands make light work and if the weather holds, they’ll get that going this weekend as well.

Just about the time that clue 1 of our On Ringo Lake mystery goes live! (3 more sleeps – can’t wait!)

So, let’s get back to what this post is all about – it’s time to draw the two lucky winners of my day on Quiltmaker Magazine’s 100 blocks by 100 designers Volume 16 Road Rally!

Bringing Lillian Home.

This was the view outside of my window as we descended toward the Salt Lake Valley.

Iced ginger crinkle cookies come to mind – my absolute favorite.

I was just here in August.  Seasons have changed, the summer heat turning everything a deep baked brown, and snow is beginning to fill in the higher elevations.

It was our first flight of three yesterday, a 4 airport day with run-run-run-run in between landing and the next taking off as connections were very close.

There is something to be said for that.  It gets the heart pounding and the feet moving, perhaps getting a head start on burning off all of that food we have eaten over the past 4 days.

Monday, November 20, 2017

The Long Journey Home

We have a rather long journey home today, but our hearts are full -- not to mention our bellies, as when we get together as a family, there is always - I mean ALWAYS copious amounts of food involved, to the tune of something like every three hours!

Memorial services never leave anyone hungry as hot dishes and cold plates and desserts find their way from friends and relatives in an expression of love and support.

Sometimes when words can't be found to express our care and concern for one another, a hot loaf of bread, a plate of brownies, or a cheesecake seem to say what the heart simply can't.

I am happy to be leaving all of the left-overs at the home of my sister-in-law, and it will continue to share the message of love and concern from near-by friends and relatives for days to come.

This photo was taken of the eastern Oregon country-side as we left the home of our dear friends Joe & Sue.  There has been much visiting - as much as we could fit in, reaching out to re-connect with friends we haven't seen in many years.

Sunday, November 19, 2017

His Wings Were Ready….Our Hearts Were Not.


Please accept this photo post without words, as I just can’t find the words to express how much we loved this man, and how much we miss him already.

And yet I am so grateful for the joy and happiness of seeing so many people that we haven’t seen in 16 to 25 years. Relatives, close and distant, old family friends, friends my children knew when they were very young.  It’s been overwhelming.

I do believe one of the most important tasks we are given as humans is to bear one another’s burdens and lift each other up. 

Thank you for lifting me.

Saturday, November 18, 2017

A Trip of Remembrance.

I’m so grateful for my boys. 

Jeff who is willing to stay with Sadie and Emmy Lou while we go off to put his grandfather to rest.

And Jason, who is willing to fly with me all the way to Idaho (A 4 airport journey) to join with extended friends and family in the celebration of my father-in-law’s life.

Sacrifice comes at a cost to all.

Thanksgiving arrangements have been un-arranged and re-arranged so that Jason could have this time off of work to travel with me.  He has switched shifts with co-workers to make it work.  And he is here with me now because he will forfeited his coveted Thanksgiving holiday at the cabin in Virginia to do so.

It’s bitter-sweet, but priceless and heartfelt and there will indeed be other Thanksgivings, but this one will never be forgotten.

There were many travel mercies along our way.