tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219950832011-10-30T17:20:57.517-07:00Random thoughts of three or four cats and I about the importance of wearing slippers if you happen to share your home with a quiltmaker who drops pins, and other similar and related nonsense, from fabric to gardening and of course, about the cats who inspire all this madness. En inglés y en español.SheMeowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07590655569557535481noreply@blogger.comBlogger1281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21995083.post-19508134249283689702010-09-29T19:09:00.001-07:002010-09-29T19:32:59.855-07:00

Cheesecake or truffles? Eclairs anyone? Sometimes it is so very hard to make choices! I've realized after years of having a crayon box-like garden, I can't pick a favorite flower. But, I have also realized how much I love white scented flowers. I couldn't pick one. Gardenias, moonflower, confederate jasmine, four o'clocks, they all have a peculiar charm. The shape, the size, the scent... who

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Fall approaches fast and furious this year. It has been ages since I've blogged, half a year, give or take. Truth is, there has been nothing really remarkable going on aside from quilting until it got too hot to quilt. Today has been a bittersweet day. The Civil War- Travel Bug quilt returned to Lewiston after years on the move. I wanted to take a picture of it in the very same spot I did

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I'm alive and quilting. It seems as if time flies when you are having fun... or at least quilting fun. Winter has arrived early this year, so it's been perfect for sitting with a big quilt on my lap and whittling the hours away stitching.The Confederate Courtship quilt I pieced during the summer is turning out to be a giant of a project. I decided to quilt with two things one would hope a

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Happy Halloween! I think we've reached the limit of what six-toed orange tabbies, who would rather not have his name mentioned, are willing to do when it comes to wearing a pumpkin dog costume.Feliz dia de Halloween! Creo que el disfraz de perro de calabaza ha sido el colmo para un gato con seis dedos y pelaje naranja que prefiere que su identidad se mantenga en secreto :)

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What's a kitten to do when it's cold outside? Cuddle up with an old quilt and suck on his thumb, dreaming of who knows what.Qué puede hacer un gatito cuando hace frio fuera? Dormir con un edredón viejo chupándose el dedo, soñando con quién sabe?Kirbee, growing but still wanting to be the baby cat. He only stays still when he's asleep.Kirbee, creciendo pero todavía queriendo ser el bebé. No está

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Imagine this: you have a small, yellow fruit in your hand. It's a little bigger than an egg, oval in shape. You can feel the texture of the skin, yes it's a lemon. Get the cutting board and a knife out, place the small yellow fruit on it. Slice it. You can see the juice oozing as you cut, the smell of it reaches your nose, the juice is on your hands, now pick up a slice and bite it... is your

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"Live as if you were to die tomorrow, study as if you were to live forever."Sir Thomas More"Vive como si fueras a morir mañana, estudia como si fueras a vivir por siempre."Santo Tomás MoroAnoche leí la noticia en el periódico. Y no pude evitar recordar a algunos de mis profesores y maestros que me enseñaron a querer seguir aprendiendo... y como de bien nacido es ser agradecido, tengo que darles

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With a quick small pillow to go with the 30's quilt I finished last winter. When I saw it, I liked it so much, I had to put it together. Machine pieced, hand appliqued and quilted, ready to be stuffed.He vuelto a usar telas de los años 30 para hacer un cojincito a juego con el edredón que acabé el invierno pasado. Cuando la ví, me gustó tanto que la tuve que hacer. Está cosida a máquina, aplicada

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Adorable, isn't he? A couple weeks ago, he showed up at the door. Another dumped kitten. He's stuck around, so this week, he went to the vet, got a clean bill of health and his shots and presently, he's terrorizing the other two indoor cats on a minute to minute basis. He's unnamed as of yet, but ABK (Adorable Baby Kitten) seems to get his attention. Problem being, he won't be adorable or baby or

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Before you come in the hive, would you please wipe your feet?A bee after having had a good time inside a pumpkin blossom the other morning.Cariño, antes de entrar en la colmena hazme el favor de usar el felpudo! Una abeja que acababa de salir de una flor de la calabaza la otra mañana. Se lo debió pasar en grande.

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It's hotter than Hades today, but I love it. I also love summer's garden bounty! The tomates are ripening, and boy, are they ever good! It's so nice to eat vegetables that taste like vegetables instead of colored cardboard.Hace más calor que en el infierno hoy, pero lo estoy disfrutando. También estoy disfrutando los resultados del jardín. Los tomates están empezando a madurar y están buenísimos!

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Confederate Courtship blocks become, slowly but surely, a quilt top. A little less than half is sewn and, overall, I do like it. It's a huge quilt, blocks being 15 inches finished.Los bloques del Confederate Courtship poco a poco se están convirtiendo en un top. He cosido un poco menos de la mitad, y de momento me gusta. Es gigantesco, los bloques miden 15 pulgadas.We've been having an extremely

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Inside a Datura this morning. Click to enlarge and see the polen earmuffs.En una Datura esta mañana. Haz click para ver las orejeras de polen que llevaba.

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We all have them, those summer's guilty pleasures. Whether it is a cup of ice cream, a swim in the pool, laying in the sun... my own, sitting outside at night, smelling the sweet scent of Nicotiana, in full bloom now and listening to the crickets.And Shrillbert's? Among many others (well, he's a cat after all, it's all about what he wants), making sure he road tests the rows of quilt blocks

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As usual, I don't check the news between morning and late evening, when I eat dinner. Last night, I suppose, as many others did, I read about Michael Jackson's death. I am no music connoisseur, but his music has been a reference of my teenage years and early adulthood. I danced to it, I tried singing it, gave his records as birthday gifts. I even jogged to it, as you couldn't help but move your

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One piece of posterboard: a few cents.A handful of pompoms, a little bit of red yarn: another few cents.Coloring pencils, tape, rubber band: a few more cents.Three cats looking disgusted: priceless!Un trozo de cartulina: unos pocos céntimos.Un puñado de pompones, un poco de lana roja: otros pocos céntimos.Lápices de colores, cinta celo, una goma: unos pocos más céntimos.Tres gatos con cara de

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For days, I had been anticipating this. Finally, yesterday afternoon I realized last night was going to be the night: the first of the Moonflowers was going to open. So I sat, camera in hand at dusk, waiting. Maybe it was the anticipation, I could see the flower vibrating and then it happened. Slowly, in front of my very eyes, it opened! The scent was so strong and the flower so white, I was in

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"We four had nine yards apiece cut off, paying twelve dollars per yard for it." "...Our neighbors, as soon as it was noised about in that quiet settlement (where it seemed almost impossible for tidings of the outside world to come) that we had new store-bought calicoes, all paid us a visit, that they might see how a new print looked amidst so much home-woven cloth; and a bit of the scrap left

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"Our sewing-thread was of our own make. Spools of "Coats' " thread, which was universally used in the South before the war, had long been forgotten."... "Bunch thread from the cotton mill, number twelve, made very strong sewing thread, but little could we afford of that ; it was exceedingly scarce."Parthenia Antoinette Hague, A Blockaded Family, Life In Southern Alabama During The Civil

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Yep, the praying mantis' eggs have hatched! Here is the second batch of babies, born earlier today making their way down to hide in the plants. It was a National Geographic moment, seeing the little fellows, as graceful as their parents, acting just as full grown mantis. There are plenty of aphids for them to feed on, so soon I guess, they'll be grown up and scaring me just like the ones from

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With several UFOs in the works, I wasn't really planning on starting anything new, but after the Bubblegum Quilt arrived home, my little brother suggested it would be nice to have a quilt on each bed (and how can I resist my little brother?... well, I could easily enough, but you know, it's best not to). I had been appliqueing 8 inch blocks, and I shifted gears, if not too enthusiastically, at

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Waltz Of My Heart From the London musical "The Dancing Years" (1939)(Ivor Novello / Christopher Hassall)

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How doth the little busy BeeImprove each shinning Hour,And gather Honey all the day!From every opening Flower!-Against Idleness And Mischief, Isaac Watts

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It's done! As of this afternoon, the binding is finished, it's been washed and dried and it just needs a label. The technical details: machine pieced, hand quilted, 64" x 64" (it shrunk a lot with the heavy quilting and the wash). One of the red fabrics did run a little, in spite of being prewashed, but it's not very noticeable.Acabado! Esta tarde he acabado de coser el bies, lo he lavado y

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Slowly but surely, things start greening up. It's really hard to describe how thrilling it is, after months and months of grey, snow and bare dirt, to see green leaves, sprouts, and the first blooms of the season.Sin prisa pero sin pausa, así es como ha llegado la primavera este año. Me cuesta explicar la ilusión que hace ver hojas verdes, plantitas y las primeras flores de la temporada después

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A few weeks ago, I was contacted by a Japanese quilting magazine, Patchwork Quilt Tsushin, to be included in their article about Dear Jane (TM). It was very exciting to receive the issue in the mail last week.Hace unas semanas, recibí un email de una revista japonesa, Patchwork Quilt Tsushin. Respondí a sus preguntas sobre cuando hice mi Dear Jane (TM) y las publicaron. La semana pasada recibí

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Three weeks now, I've quilted twenty nine blocks. So much pink, it chases the winter blues away.Nothing beats quilting a big quilt during those long winter nights. Even the cats agree and sit between my legs and the hoop.Empecé hace tres semanas y llevo veintinueve bloques acolchados. Con tanto rosa, te alegra los días azules del invierno.Pocas cosas alegran las noches del invierno como sentarte

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Here it is, the whole thing, pink as all get out! My mom liked Musgo's quilt so much, I've decided to give her this one as well (for her, not for my little brother :)Aquí está, entero, en todo su esplendor rosa. A mi madre le gustó tanto el quilt de Musguito que he decidido regalarle este (para ella, no para mi hermanito :)And here is a page of the quilt journal, four years ago almost to the

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Sunday, coupons in hand, I headed for Joann's to get the batting and backing for the pink quilt that I had started piecing back in August 2007. I needed to add the two borders around the pieced blocks. Digging thru my boxes of fabric, I found 1/2 yd of an old beigey print from one of the first quilts I made, and it worked just fine. I had to piece strips to get the lenght, but once it is quilted

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I'm sure some of you can relate. You've been a only child for years, and all of a sudden, a little brother springs up. Up to then, you've been the one spoiled and praised and out of the clear blue, the little brother can do no wrong. That's what happened to me... but my little brother is of the four legged persuasion. Literally, my mother's Persian cat, Musgo. Ours is a hate-hate relationship,

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What do you do when this is what you wake up to? Stay indoors, check the Weather Channel for severe weather updates, drink hot chocolate and bind a quilt. I had planned on some solstice seed planting, but it will have to wait for a sunny day. It's really not that much snow, about six inches, but after a week of temperatures well below freezing, this was literally like the icing on the cake.Qué

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Not the pie, but what happens to a quilter's fingers after a while... and if those look bad, the thumb on the right hand looks even more like chopped nuts (couldn't take a good picture to save my life). The spot where the needle stops on the bottom hand has turned into a neat little "o" that stings like mad when I have to pull the full needle out.No, no es una receta de tarta, sino lo que le pasa

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Today, Universal Children's Day, as part of a group of bloggers all over the world, in a campaign headed by La Huella Digital and Vagón-bar, bloggers from all over the world contribute a post to try to stop these individuals when they attempt a search for words such as "angels", "lolitas", "boylover", "preteens", "girllover", "childlover", "pedoboy", "boyboy", "fetishboy" o "feet boy". So far,

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It really blows my mind every time, after all these years... tops can be beautiful, but once they start being quilted, even the simplest of blocks become amazing things. Every time I quilt a top, I fall in love with the process all over again. Después de tantos años haciendo edredones, todavía me enamoro del acolchado cada vez que veo un top convertirse en quilt. Hasta los bloques más sencillos

SheMeowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07590655569557535481noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21995083.post-91447686185875927002008-10-30T20:47:00.000-07:002008-10-30T21:10:00.284-07:00

From the time I was a little kid, I've always loved dressing up. Pity we didn't celebrate Halloween, though even without it, I didn't need a reason to play dress up. I've never cared much for candy, and being a shy kid, I probably would have had a hard time going door to door. Still, I do enjoy a costume and a good laugh about it.Desde que era pequeña, siempre me ha gustado disfrazarme. Aunque

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I realized readers might or might not know the story of the "civil war soldier quilt travel bug". What is a travel bug?. Go check www.geocaching.com and once there, click on the trackable items on the bar on the side. You can read all about it there on the FAQ.My own travel bug is a mini quilt and the mission I assigned it was to travel to Civil War sites. I included a Pigma pen and asked that

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After having travelled 4358.3 miles, the little soldier quilt has nearly finished its mission. Having stayed in several places in Pennsylvania for a while, it's been picked up by someone who will finally move it to Virginia, and once there, it will be picked up by my friend Vern and travel safely back home via mail.Después de viajar 4358.3 millas (unos 7014 km.), el quilt viajero casi ha

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One of the dubious advantages of living in the Far West is the yearly rodeo. Every September the rodeo comes to town, four days of excitement for those who like horses and bullriding and such. I've been a couple of times, it's really an experience seen thru the eyes of a foreigner. This year, we happened to be downtown in time to see the rodeo parade. Law enforcement vehicles, marching bands and

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Don't be polite.Bite in.Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice thatmay run down your chin.It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are.You do not need a knife or fork or spoonor plate or napkin or tablecloth.For there is no coreor stemor rindor pitor seedor skinto throw away.How To Eat A Poem, Eve MerriamThe relationship between the praying mantid and I is at best, tense. I know how useful

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Fair warning: turn the sound off if you have children around, or if you are offended by four letter words. I'm afraid the language on the video is not suitable for all ears. The quality of the video is rather pathetic as well, but you know, it's a little hard recording with a broom on one hand and a flashlight on the other :)Aviso importante: apaga el sonido si tienes niños en casa o si te

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Then God said, "Let the land produce vegetation: seed-bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruit with seed in it, according to their various kinds." And it was so.The land produced vegetation: plants bearing seed according to their kinds and trees bearing fruit with seed in it according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good. And there was evening, and there was morning—the third

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While walking on Friday morning, I met this little fellow. Peanut and all, just couldn't resist the photo-op. Baby squirrels everywhere now, spring is here full force.De paseo el viernes por la mañana, me encontré a este tipejo. Con su cacahuete en mano, no pude resistir pararme a hacerle una foto. Los bebés ardilla están por todas partes, la primavera nos llegó de golpe.

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"There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them."Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone, J.K. Rowling"Hay algunas cosas que no se pueden compartir sin terminar unidos, y derrumbar un trol de tres metros y medio es una de esas cosas."Harry Potter Y La Piedra Filosofal, J.K. RowlingSome days, you wake up and

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"The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house All that cold, cold, wet day..."The Cat In The Hat, Dr. SeussYep, sure enough, someone in this house is NOT a happy cat! Pattern from http://www.wikihow.com/Crochet-a-Cat-Hat takes a few minutes to make and so far, hours of enjoyment (of course, for me, not so much for Shrillbert :) I simply couldn't resist.Si, alguien en esta

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Imagine the excitement that a circus coming to town, a small town back in 1928 must have caused. The month was August, a hot month in these parts. The circus' parade went down Main St. And considering the crowd in the picture, it must have been a treat to get to see elephants marching on the pavement.Imaginad la emoción que debería causar en 1928 que un circo llegase a tu pueblo. El mes, agosto,

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It did! Spring showed up last weekend, with a lot of sunshine and temperatures that felt summer-like! Things went nuts outside, and so did I.Y parece que por fin nos vino la primavera, con mucho sol y temperaturas que parecia verano. Las plantas se volvieron locas, lo mismo que yo cuando las vi florecer.Tulips and wallflowers have been the first, the lilacs will follow shortly alongside

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You cannot say to the sun, "More sun." Or to the rain, "Less rain."Sayuri, Memoirs Of A GeishaAnd that's just what I've learned this spring. I feel awful thinking so many places need more rain, but we certainly don't need any more here. I've been busy since December 21st. planting seeds using a method I wasn't familiar with, winter sowing. My sprouts could handle some sunshine and less rain, and

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Me ha llegado de manos de María, de MaríaPatchwork porque "aunque está lejos yo la siento cerca, me gusta como escribe ojalá yo pudiera expresarme así, sus comentarios siempre son muy alentadores." y estoy más contenta que unas pascuas :) Compartimos afición a los quilts y los gatos. Muchas gracias, María!Las reglas de este premio indican que tengo que:1.- debo elegir a 5 blogs que considero sean

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This is what it was like today, mid-afternoon. Yep, it's ice. Ice thick enough for ducks to walk on. With a wind chill factor of -10C, there had to be a reward of sorts after all... a ton of red tailed hawks flying around. I had never seen them this close. Hoy por la tarde, de paseo con una sensación térmica de -10. El hielo era lo suficientemente grueso como para que los patos pudiesen andar

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One last finish before 2007 comes to an end, a cross stitch I had been wanting to tackle since seeing it on Nivaira's blog.Uno más terminado antes de que el 2007 se nos escape. Lo quise hacer desde que lo ví en el blog de Nivaira.Best wishes for the coming year. May you always have needles and thread ready and never ending inspiration!Mis mejores deseos para el año que entra. Qué siempre tengaís

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"My fingers," said Elizabeth, "do not move over this instrument in the masterly manner which I see so many women's do. They have not the same force or rapidity, and do not produce the same expression. But then I have always supposed it to be my own fault -- because I would not take the trouble of practising. It is not that I do not believe my fingers as capable as any other woman's of superior

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Night frost brings out the best of fall color. It's really a treat to be surrounded by the warm, rich colors. Squirrels even have time to pose on early Sunday mornings. In spite of the cold, it's worth it to go out and enjoy it, since it won't last very long.Las heladas de por la noche nos han traido lo mejor del otoño: sus colores saturados y calientes. Hasta las ardillas se paran para posar

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Here is Jack, the feral cat. For three years, he had managed to avoid all human contact. After many cheese offerings during the summer and much patience, he learned to take food from my hand.In spite of his serial killer gaze, his gentleness surprised me, thus he earned the nickname "Jackspur, gentle as larkspur". Still, he wouldn't allow us to pet him at all. Last week, Jack cracked. Very

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"Has mother slipped a cog? That is so PINK!". Shrillbert was thinking outloud while looking at the design wall when I was taking pictures. Maybe he was reading my mind... it's really very, extremely, almost obnoxiously pink!"Se ha vuelto loca mi madre? Es tan ROSA!" Shrillbert estaba pensando en voz alta mientras estaba haciendo la foto de la pared con los bloques, o quizá estaba leyendo mis

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I've layered a top I had pieced years ago. If it looks familiar, it might be the fact half my work was done when I started piecing it... leftover hts from the big red quilt's border. It's been sitting on the to-be-quilted pile for a handful of years, because I thought it needed a border. After seeing it again, I decided against it. It looks good to me as it is. I quilted on it during the last

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Here it is, hard to take a good picture of it, because it has been windy and rainy, and indoor light doesn't do the colors justice, more so the red.Aquí está, hoy por fín he podido hacer una foto en luz natural porque ha estado lloviendo y haciendo bastante viento. La luz artificial no saca el color rojo como es debido, así que preferí esperar para hacer la foto con luz natural.

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Fall is here again. It has happened overnight, we've gone from sun and warmth to rain and chilly temperatures. Somehow, the rain we didn't get all summer long seems to be falling all at once. I noticed the change of the light and the chilly nose while going for a walk on Sunday morning. I love Sunday morning walks, right at dawn, while the whole town seems to be asleep.Ha llegado el otoño,

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Here it is! A Singer 15-91 made in 1932. The cord and pedal arrived, I plugged it, somewhat afraid of what was going to happen, but sure as shooting, it works! She sounds sweet, hardly any noise other than the needle poking the fabric. It makes a beautiful straight stitch. The japanning isn't in great shape, it has a couple dings on the table and the decals are a little worn in the front, but

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Though I haven't had a proper holiday, I did take a break from sewing a lot this summer. I just felt like spending time outside, enjoying the light and the good weather. Instead of trying to fight the lack of inspiration that was plaguing me all winter and spring, I decided to let go, step back and recharge my batteries in the sun.Aunque no he tenido vacaciones propiamente dichas, sí que me he

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"For you alone my glances are,"the heliotrope will always say."I will not love you while I live,"the basil flower is known to say.The violet says, "I'm very shy,""My nature is cold," says the white rose;The jasmine says "Have faith in me";"Impassioned!" the carnation cries.Doña Rosita, The Spinster Or The Language Of The Flowers, Federico García LorcaIf you'd like to know what your garden is

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I don't know how many of you grew up reading The Famous Five books, by Enid Blyton. I think I became hooked around fourth grade. It was amazing to read about four kids same age as I was, allowed to go on camping trips on their own, rowing out to sea to spend a day out on an island, or driving their own cart and pony. Growing up in Madrid, I wasn't even allowed to walk to school on my own!I read

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Llevo unos dias un pelín ocupados. La madre de los gatos de la calle ha desaparecido, así que estoy de madre adoptiva de cuatro gatitos :( Me faltan manos! En la foto de abajo está la segunda, Theodora Ofelia Tuna, Teddy.El meme me ha llegado de Xina. Ocho cosas sobre mí:Me encantan los animales. Si por mí fuera viviría rodeada de animales de todas clases. Pero no aguanto las hormigas. Me ponen a

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This is Miss Luna Tuna, first born in the last generation of the most noble and ancient house of Tuna. Daisy, the alley cat, gave birth to four little ones between April 30th and May 1st. They've all survived, three girls and one boy. Luna is the biggest and the only one that has a name so far.Shrillbert has the worst case of "kitten-itis". He can hear them calling their mother and is not happy

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La Rosa De Los Vientos won second place at Seaport Quilters' Guild show last weekend in the hand quilted category. There were only eight hand quilted quilts, the rest were machine quilted (around 200 quilts were shown). Out of the hand pieced ones, four were large, mine was medium, two were small and there was a quilted pillow.First place in the hand quilted category went to a beautiful

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From the book Quick Classic Quilts by Marsha McCloskey. I started buying fabric for this quilt New Year's Day 1997. The top was machine pieced during that summer. Then the top sat for a few years before I even started quilting on it. It's been the quilt that keeps on being pushed back in the list of to-dos. With a little more effort, it should be all quilted by the end of the month.Del libro de

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Stunty had to take a break the other day from his new favorite sport, chasing and trying to catch bubbles. When I am not available to blow bubbles, he keeps busy fending off his brother's attacks.Spring is taking its sweet time this year, but in spite of the coldish nights, days are warming up slowly but surely. I did a little planting during the weekend, some pansies, a couple dahlias and a few

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Xina has asked us to show some close-up photos of our quilting. It's as hard to photograph as it is to get nice and even. I've taken a few pictures and so, without further ado, here they are:Utility quilting, seven stitches per inch on the one I'm presently finishing. It's nothing fancy, just elbow quilting lines. The batting is cotton, no brand, thick and hard to needle.Quilting de utilidad,

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And on the other hand, I had to take pictures of a hand quilting nightmare, the mini I did last year. Because of the seams, even after grading them, it was very hard to quilt it consistently and to achieve even stitches. Y aquí van las de una pesadilla de acolchado a mano. El mini que hice el año pasado. Con tantas costuras, y a pesar de haberlas recortado, me costó muchísimo acolcharlo por igual

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Dreaming of the day I will feel as if I can start something new. The passion and the inspiration aren't with me this year, so as not to waste time, I decided I ought to finish things I had started. I wish I could say it was rewarding to see projects come to a close, or at least to a semi-completed stage, but so far, I can only say they are done and out of my to do list.So far, the last block of

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Who would have thought? :) Not I... even though I love and admire the work that goes into making a Grandmother's Flower Garden, I always thought of cutting hexagons as a daunting task. When Jeri told me she was starting one for a very special person, I thought of all the 30's bits and pieces I had saved after making the baby quilts for my cousins' little ones and the Dear Jane blocks, so I

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One more stop for my travelling quilt: Arlington National Cemetery, Va. I really never expected it to make it this far, and the thrill of seeing pictures when they arrive is just undescribable.A couple links worth visiting: http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/history1.htmhttp://www.arlingtoncemetery.org/The quilt is still in unbelievable good shape, considering it's been in a sandwich baggie for a

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It's been a month, nearly. About time I'd post before I forget how to do it. I've just not been doing much of anything, quilty or otherwise. Not totally bone idle, though. At least, I've put a stitch here and a stitch there, so I can say I am finally working on the last Nearly Insane block. This has been the progress since I last posted. I shouldn't have left the worst for last, I will have to

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She, by H. Rider Haggard was one of the first complete books I remember reading in English. A story of a British expedition to Africa, where they find She, (short for She Who Must Be Obeyed), an ancient, beautiful queen who by means of magic has remained young and beautiful for ages. It's probably the first book that made translating a pleasure, as I was actually very interested in the plot.My

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That's what it felt like around seven last night when I finally left my sewing room with a big sigh. Jeri and I had decided to show each other pictures of our stash... I HAD to get to my stash first in order to show her. My room was a disaster area. It is always somewhat chaotic, but for the last several months, I had been pulling out stuff with total abandon, and it showed :) This is, I kid you

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This is what we woke up to yesterday morning. The white stuff! Snow, not much, but the temperatures dropped accordingly and it feels more wintery now than it has so far this winter. By now, I'm starting to get the cabin fever syndrome. I'm not a big fan of winter here, and this year's has been more rainy and depressing than most.To match the mood, I've been working on some pillows for my mom.

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Or so it feels with the Nearly Insane Quilt. I have nine and a half blocks left to sew, and today I realized I have reached the point of no return... I left the worst for last, feels like. I didn't make them in order, that was partly my mistake, partly making the ones I had the right fabrics for and, admittledly, making some I liked more because I wanted to see them in fabric. I've wrestled this

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Once upon a time, a very small jellicle cat who lived in an alley, got a booboo behind his ear. The booboo was tended, the ear mites that caused it were treated and the little jellicle learned that after putting up with the big headed lady's treatment, he would get a bit of cheese while he sat on the big headed lady's lap. The big headed lady would sooth him and tell him what a brave little

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I just finished watching Pride And Prejudice. Just couldn't help myself and went looking for a quiz :) I'm not sure it's right, but this is the result I got: You are Elizabeth Bennet of Pride & Prejudice! You are intelligent, witty, and tremendously attractive. You have a good head on your shoulders, and oftentimes find yourself the lone beacon of reason in a sea of silliness. You take great

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" It is well that war is so terrible, else we should grow too fond of it" -General Robert E. LeeHere it is, the mini-quilt has been visiting Manassas Battlefield this past weekend. I can't even start explaining the odd feelings when I saw the pictures. I was incredibly happy, and I had that butterflies in tummy thing going when I thought of the actual battlefield, how incredible it is to think

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Winter has hit us full blast. The last three days have been too cold for my taste. We dipped down below freezing on Sunday and have stayed well below freezing for four days running. Yesterday we hit 15F for a low (not factoring windchill factor), with a smattering of snow that froze almost straight away. Between that and the lack of sunlight I can't wait for spring to get here. I'm back to

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Imagine a cross-country move. We get in an airplane, complain about delayed flights, inconvenient weather that makes our flight bumpy... and upon reaching our destination, a few hours later, we pick up our luggage, get on the mobile phone and let our friends/relatives we arrived safe and sound and we are ready to check in our hotel and await the arrival of our entire household goods to settle in

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"... The Squirrels chattered with glee when they foundA nice red carpet spread on the ground!Then again they chattered and said ""Heigho!We'll give a party before there's snow!"Laura Smith, The Squirrels' PartyAngelina hoarder extraordinaire having a challah bread party (no need to wrap it, I'll take it to go :)Angelina disfrutando de una rebanada de pan challah (no hace falta que me la envuelva

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I could be doing a thousand things right now, but it's raining and it's cold and I'm lazy. Personal mail that needs to be answered, clothes that could be in the washer now, even cutting pieces or sorting out the sewing room a little, it all can wait. This is going to be long and somewhat of a ramble, I'm sure.I've been pondering the last few days on the "remember me" theme, after visiting the

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I'm so proud of myself tonight! My first attempt ever at making bread without the bread machine that didn't go flop! I made a loaf of challah bread, the recipe I used is here, and it turned out fantastic. I braided it using six dough ropes instead of three. Isn't it pretty?The house smells so good right now, it's taking all my willpower not to cut into it straight away. It took most all night

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Not much going on here lately... fall is leaving us fast as the first hard frost came to visit last week. The leaves dropped overnight and it looks as if winter might come very early this year. These two pictures were taken on Halloween evening. On Halloween, we always go for a walk to the cemetery. Might sound a little morbid, I suppose, but I'm fascinated by the old graveyard in town. It's a

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It did it! The travel bug mini quilt I had sent off at the beginning of the year has made it to Virginia, it's destination. Grant you, it sort of meandered around the West for a while, trying to find the way to the other coast, but thanks to someone who was travelling that way, it's somewhere in the vecinity of Richmond! I hope before the end of the adventure, it will get to see some interesting

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In many ways, it's been a most insane week. Trying to cope with Tito not being here, trying to get over the flu, and losing count of my Nearly Insane blocks. Yep, I've lost two blocks. My paper count says I have 78 done, my virtual wall says I have 78 done. Flickr says I have 76. Go figure! I suppose I'll have to pull out the stack and start looking for the missing blocks in flickr. My piece

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The house has been very quiet since Friday. My eldest cat, Tito, died then.For seventeen years he had been my companion, my confidant, my nurse, my alarm clock, my shadow. I will miss him like crazy.I am confident he's in cat heaven now, playing with the other cats that have gone before him. If I know anything, he's sitting with Pinny near a bayou, eating fried catfish, playing dice, enjoying

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What in the worldgoes whiskery friskerymeowing and prowlingnapping and lappingat silky milk?Psst,What is it?Eve MerriamThere Is No Rhyme For SilverLord Leicester waiting for the Hunter's Moon

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Morning Sugar, a self portrait of Shrillbert and I. As soon as I got the camera out and went to my room to take a snapshot of the Nearly Insane blocks I have been working on this week, Shrillbert had different plans. We had to put everything else on hold for a little bit for a cuddle session. Once he was done stepping all over the blocks and stepping all over me, I was able to take the picture.

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First and foremost, thank you for the comments about the fair quilts. I was tickled pink when I found out I had two new ribbons and the high lasted for days when I read the comments. I couldn't be happier. And when I read the comments on Rosa's blog post about me, I couldn't help but laughing out loud. Old little lady in the works here :)Now a week later, it's time to focus and get back on the

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I had seen him/her already, but I hadn't had an opportunity to take a picture of it. On Saturday morning I heard the crunching sound and was able to open the door just enough for the camera to fit. The stripped stinker has been eating and drinking on my dime since August at some point, twice a day, morning and evening. The other cats tolerate him, except for Clover Girl who thinks swatting at his

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Click on the picture for the larger versions. My two quilts won first and best of class in Miniatures, patchwork and Wall Hanging, appliqued.Click en la foto para ver las fotos grandes. Mis dos edredones ganaron primer premio y mejor en clase de miniaturas, patchwork y tapiz de pared, aplicado.

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You Are NoonYou are upbeat, ambitious, and never at loss for energy.You have a lot that drives you in life. The desire to be the best, and a secret hope of fame and power.And while you definitely have a Type A personality, you are still fun to be around.You have a ton of charisma and a genuine interest in others. You are adored by many.What Time Of Day Are You?

SheMeowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07590655569557535481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21995083.post-1158545910943290622006-09-17T18:36:00.000-07:002006-11-14T21:13:54.977-08:00

I put the last stitches on the binding yesterday. What a relief it is to know it's ready and I have a couple of days left to make a label and a sleeve and call it done. I started feeling the quilt anxiety as soon as I put it in the washer to wash, and for the next three days, I'll be a human bear, getting more and more unbearable as Wednesday nears :) The technical details: It measures 4o" x 40"

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How time flies! It was just about three months, I started the Mariner's Compass. And here it is, nearly finished one week away to the deadline. One and a half borders left to quilt and binding. My index finger has been giving me fits, but unless it falls off between now and next week, I have to keep keeping on :)I actually can't wait to get it washed and ready. The blue marks are distracting to

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Jellicle Cats are black and white,Jellicle Cats (as I said) are small; If it happens to be a stormy night They will practise a caper or two in the hall.If it happens the sun is shining bright You would say they had nothing to do at all:They are resting and saving themselves to be right For the Jellicle Moon and the Jellicle Ball.T. S. Elliot, Song Of The Jellicles from Old Possum's Book of

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According to America's Glorious Quilts (Duke and Harding), some of the earliest quilt competitions were held at county fairs. No quilts were exhibited in the first ever, at Pittsfield, Massachusetts in 1807. Though some women accompanied their husbands to the fair, its main purpose was to introduce a new breed of sheep. By 1809, and afraid the sheep would not interest their wives, contests with

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I woke up today to a new experience: the doorknob was cold when I went outside to feed the cats! Fall is starting to creep in quietly.A quilt comes alive when it is quilted, I think. Three days into the quilting now, I've been quilting in the ditch by the side of the rays and triangles, then adding a quarter inch circular line around the compasses and the leaf blocks. I'm sure glad I trimmed the

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