sing to the Lord...

This is what I was playing with yesterday.

It will be a mini quilt when it's finished.

I admired these when I saw them on a blog

and was thrilled when I found a tutorial on how to make them.

I chose the verse to embroider on it.

It reminds me of our granddaughters, they love to sing.

The free stitching around the fabric edges was fun to do.

You drop the feed dog

and use your open toe darning foot.

The messier the better.

And that works perfect for me...

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mug rug swap

I just have to show you this very cute mug rug

 I received in the mail for the mug rug swap I participated in.

This was made by a friend of my daughters.

The tiny stitches around the letters are perfect.

The Santa hats are machine quilted also.

It was a small exchange but big fun.

And now a cup of tea

 and the chance to use my mug rug once more

before resigning Christmas 2011 sounds good.

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Christmas

How was your Christmas?

Did you get everything you wanted...

and more?

Did you cook up a storm...

and then eat too much?

Like us?

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winter solstice

It's the shortest day of the year...

ha ha, I'm too funny

If you think this blog post is stupid...

please don't respond!

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a wrap

We're wrapping things up here today...

After all it's only 3 days away!

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Noel

This was another great project from that old wool sweater...

Isn't she just so sweet sweet singing carols?

If she finds herself singing at our door she may not need that scarf

 and she won't be standing in snow.

It's not going to be a white Christmas for us, sniff.

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art

Don't know why I'm thinking about this today...

But I remember an art class in gradeschool where the teacher told us to draw a vase.

I'm sure I panicked immediately...

 but no sweat I thought and proceeded to draw the beautiful vase my mother had...

a crystal footed vase.

As the teacher walked the aisles she stopped at my desk and told me my picture wasn't a vase and pointed this out to the entire class who I'm sure snickered at the comment.

Well...

I now know art comes in many forms.

My mother does beautiful quilt pieces...

one sister does counted cross stitch that I would never have the patience to do.

Another sister took wonderful photos at our daughter's wedding this summer...

my daughter, well, she wants to do it all like myself

and my husband does fun wood projects for me.

I wish I could have explained this to that old teacher then.

 I was determined that no teacher would ever stifle my children.

Happy Monday all!

These tiny (artistic) Christmas socks are on there

 (or is it they're or their? Maybe that teacher should have concentrated on teaching me that)

 way to our granddaughters.

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