It is amazing the difference a rain fall makes. The bush seems to have doubled in lushness overnight. As I look out the studio window, all I can see is green. A few days ago, I was looking past tree trunks and a few shrubs.
We went to Huntsville this morning after voting. I had to pick up a prescription and we needed to purchase a few things. As I was driving down our lane way, my husband told me to 'watch out'. Apparently, there was a turtle on the road in a mud puddle. I hadn't seen it and was sure I had run it over. I felt bad all the time we were out. Roger drove on the return trip and we crept along the lane hoping we wouldn't see anything. We didn't. I must have missed it. I really hope so. I hate the thought of hurting or killing anything. Anything other than blackflies, mosquitos, and deer flies. Those I would take a flame thrower to if given the opportunity.
I wasn't sure if our hydro was going to go out during the thunderstorm so I spent some time cutting fabric. As mentioned previously, I have been sewing my 3.5 inch strips into pairs. I am now cutting them into sections which will be sewn together into a top. I am aiming for a crib size or larger.
Once I have finished these, I have other remnants waiting to be made into place mats. I am determined to get all these bits and pieces used up.
Quilting is cheaper than therapy.