Didn’t it just seem like Summer and now it’s almost Winter? I know I talk about how time is flying all the time, but now it’s on jet wings flying through space at the speed of sound.
Before it is Winter, I want to show you some of the scenes we have well, seen, in the past couple of weeks.
On a wonderful sunny Autumn Day, David and I took off on a little journey. The skies as blue as a fresh Robin’s egg.
Past lush fields and valleys.
With beautiful Autumn foliage on all sides.
Past cornfields ready for harvest. I always wish the farmers a bumper crop and it looks like they might get it this year.
By trees changing from green to golds, reds and yellows.
One absolutely gorgeous tree standing alone.
Through patriotic little towns.
Towns that have remembered their vets on their lamp posts. I thought that was wonderful.
We must never forget them.
Such a wonderful memorial.
Over bridges.
Past Lake Monroe.
We have been on a pontoon boat on this lake. It is so beautiful. My daughter and her family have camped by this lake also. I would love to have a pontoon boat and take it out in the middle of the lake and stay there all night looking at the stars. It could happen.
To little privately owned shops all around south central Indiana. I didn’t get many outside pictures this time as it began to rain, but we got to several shops and I did buy some things which I cannot show because it’s “tis the season.” This shop in particular had several things I purchased. It’s the second time this Fall we have visited this shop. Last time I bought those cute fence toppers that were on my blog header.
Back home again and I have been working on several projects. One I can show you.
I made this quilt.
From this book.
This is my version. Autumn and Halloween prints throughout. I love it. It’s a rather large quilt, but I hope to get it done this next year.
Almost one hundred pieces in each fifteen inch block. Once I figured it out, it went together rather quickly.
Looks so pretty with the golden light shining in the window. You can just barely see the chick quilt I made from Lori Holt’s book Farmgirl Sampler.
I’ve been working on some things from this book. Mary Etherington and her friend, Connie Tesene published this book a while back. Mary writes on her blog about the quilts she makes and the animals she cares for.
I would love to make this, but not this year.
I’ve chosen to make these instead. Pillows. I’ve made a few of them already. They are like potato chips. Can’t stop at one.
Here’s one I was preparing to pin.
The big quilt I showed you. This is a smaller version I made a while back.
I really think this pattern would be pretty in Christmas colors.
Outside our back door sits three dogs waiting. The three amigos.
” When are you coming out to play?” asks Molly.
The athlete in the family. Lucy loves to play fetch so much that she never wants to stop. We play with them every day and every day when we stop and are just sitting in our lawn chairs, Luch keeps bringing different toys to us for us to throw. Over and over and over again. She would never stop fetching, I don’t believe. We have never had a dog that loved to fetch as much as Lucy does. She’s not the dog you can sit there and pet. Oh, no. There must always be some action. Her sister, Sugar, however, loves to be petted and have her tummy rubbed. And Molly does too.
The next couple of days I will be in the kitchen preparing for Thanksgiving. There will be eight or ten around our table depending on who shows up. I’ve tried a new frozen cranberry salad that is so good because I tasted it when I was scraping the bowl. I hope others will like it because it’s so easy and a pretty dish. We don’t eat turkey in our family. Not because we want to save the turkeys, but because none of us like it. It’s chicken and noodles with mashed potatoes at this house. And I will make scalloped oysters even though just me and my son-in-law likes it.
Hope your Thanksgiving is blessed if you are celebrating it at your house or others. Remember to thank the One who created it all and blesses us every day with His goodness. Bye.