Time Flies

After we got back from Dannielle's graduation, I was so busy at Grandma's Attic I wasn't able to post until now. It's amazing how quickly time can fly at certain times, and how slowly it can drag on at others.

This is a picture of Stephen and I that photographer Sarah Hillman took for the local newspaper, the Polk County Itemizer-Observer (Look for "Project comes from the Heart"). It accompanied an article that appeared on May 8 about the Virginia Tech Memorial Quilt Project that we have undertaken. I'm holding up the very first block that we received. The block was constructed by Barbara Lewis of Dallas. It is called Virginia Star. Isn't it beautiful? It's only one of many that we have begun to receive. We are currently in the process of identifying each block with the name of the Quilter, the City/State (Country) in which they live, and the name of the quilt block. We're placing them on the walls at Grandma's Attic and will soon be able to post photos of them. Just looking at the quilt blocks we've received is very powerful. I can feel the love and devotion in which they were all made. God bless each and every one of you who has made a block (or more) and sent it to us. We will soon create a page on our website to share them with you.

I hope to write more often now that I'm back from California, over whatever illness had me in its grip for a few days after that, and past the $5 Quilt Club that keeps us hopping the first Friday and Saturday of every month. We really have fun with the $5 Quilt Club and love seeing all our customers.

I'm also hoping to upload a picture of Stephen's baby chicks next time so you can see how much they've grown. They're almost teenagers now! The weather is getting warmer and the hens are laying more eggs. They like to stroll around the barn yard looking for tasty treats. The cats pretend that they are great hunters and stalk the chickens through the tall grass. All it takes to debunk that notion is for one of the hens to rush at a cat. The cats then go running off to the barn. The whole time this is going on, the two little daschunds bark themselves hoarse from the confines of their kennel. Then Edna, the cockateil gets into the act by screeching at the dogs. Have I told you that we have a real pet menagerie at our place? In addition to the pets, we have deer in the pasture (and/or snacking on the rose bushes), the occasional raccoon sneaking into the cat food dish, and a variety of other wildlife out in the fields. It's amazing. The kids have all left home but the animals, both tame and wild, provide us with hours of companionship.