Yo-Yo's and Flying Geese

I hope life for you is going good.  We are all circus performers as we try to juggle all aspects of our lives and still make time to let our creative selves have expression.

I actually have disciplined myself to make the border of my hand quilt.  I am choosing to try my hand at a multicolored flying geese border.  There is no time like the present to try something new, right?  Also, I  was delighted to try some yo-yo's.  Who knew yo-yo's were like potato chips.  You can't stop at just one.  They are so relaxing, fast and fun to make if you have the yo-yo plastic tool to help you.

I still need to make more flying geese to outline my quilt.  Then I have to decide how I want to joint the four corners.  I'm thinking a solid purple.  I can't believe how my quilt is turning to be more whimsical than spiritual.   I think it's cute nonetheless.

Above is a close-up of flying geese.  Below is a close-up of yo-yo's about the size of a nickel. Some turned out better than others.

A pretty Hibiscus!

My pretty flowers Jamie & Audrey.

Thanks for stopping by.  May your life be blessed with beauty!

Rain Makes Lush Vegetation

Rain has made the vegetation very lush in Minnesota

We have a tiny little park by our house.  The girls are now strong enough to walk the mile from our house around the pond and back.  They can climb rocks...

...and chase geese.

Have nice Friday!

Tornado Hits Minnesota - Oh My!

Yes, can you believe it?  Nothing like Joplin - (God bless the families and people of that city).  There was a little damage to Northeast Minneapolis.  Some looting went on, which makes me think how bad times are these days for some folks, who are in such dire need,  they have to loot.  It is like rubbing salt on those poor folks who were hit by a tornado.  I am so grateful for my everyday creature comforts.  Thank you God!  I can tell by the sky when tornadoes are brewing.  It turns a weird yellow-greenish color.  The picture below was taken after the major tornado threat was gone, but I thought the sky still looked lovely.

My girlfriend's birthday is in July so I have a month to finish her hand quilt wall hanging.  I could have gotten it finished if I had put my nose to the grind, but the quilt seems to morph A lot!  I thought pinwheels could frame her hands and some other healing designs but the quilt was not having anything to do with that.  So the pinwheels will have to go to some other quilt.  I hope flying geese will look good.

This was the first time I tried my hand at making pinwheels and I got better with each one.  The next photo shows the green ones, my first ones are real uneven.  My purple and orange ones are better because I trimmed my half triangles first.

The next photo is my homage to Soule Mama's "This Moment Fridays".  A single photo that captures a moment in your week.  Amanda is an amazing woman.  She blows my mind with 5 kids and is always flowing so much creativity.  You go Girl! (hehe)

It is o.k. to cry.  I feel tears are kind of sign language from the heart. (The heart stores memories that need to be voiced, but words are sometimes too painful. Tears are a way for the heart to speak without talking.)  Sadness is an emotion and emotions are a gift of being human. Lucky us!   I must be thinking of Joplin here going on and on about sadness.

Filler

What does one do when they don't have any quilting pictures to show on their blog?  I use fillers.  Pictures of my girls growing up in the midwest state of Minnesota.

 Jamie & Audrey smelling my Tulip.

Sean teaches girls how to plant beans.  Lots of worms to look and touch.

Kite flying festival

Audrey playing in the rain.

Cat nap

Chilling out watching Dora.

The girls are my treasures. More precious to me than silver or gold.

Random Pictures of Twins

I hope Jamie will love doing dishes. They both love playing with bubbles.

Some kinds of fun cannot be bought at a store, but shared from the heart.

May you live long and prosper!

UFO'S

I hope you had a wonderful Easter.  Our girls had a good time up in Virginia, Minnesota.  Friday it snowed 4 inches.  Saturday rain.  But Sunday, Easter... nice weather!

The girls color eggs for the first time.  Beautiful Katherine and her mother Bonnie help out.

Lots of spoiling of granddaughters.  Very wonderful experience of Easter by the girls.  I had a little negativity due to no running water.  Did not wash my face for two days.. yuck. Did brush my teeth.  Also, all the sugar made my girls embarrassing at times with their emotions running haywire due to sugar overload.  Those negativities I kept in check due to the great outdoors and generosity of spirit by Sean's parents.

I was so liking these big fluffy clouds.  Rain clouds moved out.  Snow is still on the lake.

What does this have to do with UFOs?  Nothing.  I just wanted to share my UFO but I digressed.

UFO because I can't decide if the colors are for a girl or a boy. I also can't decide if I like it.  Twin sized quilt top courtesy of Eleanor Burns pattern.  What a great Lady she is.

The blue fabric is of stars.  Thought it was a cute idea, but now I'm thinking a nice cream with patterned stars would be nice too.  I hope to finish it someday.

In our big galaxy a person can feel so small.  But I believe there are beings out there who love us in a way incomprehensible to our human brains. The biggest challenge is to love ourselves.  Somewhere inside us are pieces of a big, bright star.  I hope to let it shine.

Blessings!

My Inner Child is Growing Up

My inner child has been in some despair lately.  She misses her creative outlet of sewing.  Working full time and having twin 3-year-old girls who stay up way too late leaves me no time to sew.  The girls stay home with their father all day, so taking time off work still doesn't do the trick. They miss me during the day and gravitate towards me as soon as I get home. They love that I will tend to their needs.  "I want milk:  "mama watch me do this"   "waaahhh, Audrey is not sharing"  "read me a book"

Well that is what being a parent is all about, right?  Sacrifice.  But sometimes a part of me misses sorely the ease of crafting before they came along.  When I do get to sewing the girls are right there playing with my butterfly pins, which I am always trying to tell them to not put into their mouths. They like sticking them into their stuffed animals like some kind of voodoo ritual. I tell them I need them to sew and not to lose them.  I always tell myself...one day you will wish they still wanted to be so near you -  touching, cuddling.  One day you will wish you took advantage of this time when they look upon you with big eyes of adoration.  And thinking this way does helps me and my inner child to grow up a little bit, or at least  to bid her time for free expression.   Some mothers (probably most) can do both.  I refuse to go down this path of thinking, as it leads to a dark cloudy pit. Comparing myself to others is at best just gross thinking and a total waste of time and emotions and seems to open wide the doors of negative thinking to come flooding in.  Been drowned in my own sorrows a few times to know this to be true.