Very Mary and Synchronicty

Very Mary had a giveaway on Friday and I won! Thank you, Mary.



And, as it turns out, some of this sweet floral upcycled, fabric will be just perfect for the lotto blocks we're making for May . . . hint, hint, hint. Isn't Synchronicity a wonderful thing?

Best Intentions

April is National Poetry Month . . . and while I had the best of intentions to write, publish and honor National Poetry Month on my blog this month, it hasn't been happening, has it?

But when I saw this cartoon, on the Savage Chickens Blog, I had to give a passing nod to The World of Poetry and share.

Powering the Entire State of Texas by Solar

A recent study released by Public Citizen, a consumer advocacy organization, and several environmental organizations has concluded that solar technology alone could supply electricity for the whole state of Texas.

Isn't that simply amazing? Read more here.

A Shared History

Michael Emerson, the talented actor who plays Benjamin Linus on Lost, worked as a freelance illustrator for The Boston Globe in the 70's and the 80's. In this interview with Jimmy Fallon, you can see some of his work (he also reads a children's story . . . as only he can). I also worked at The Boston Globe briefly in the 80's.

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Maybe we passed one another in the mammoth 24/7 cafeteria where everyone ate. I still remember the blue and black chairs in that space: you sat in a black chair if worked around the presses and might have ink on your clothes; you sat in the blue chairs if you didn't want to end up with ink on your clothes. Otherwise, eveyone ate together and the place was always buzzin'. There was a baker in the kitchen and the pastries in the morning were to die for . . . I probably gained upwards of 10 pounds working there . . .

Sunday Drive

Standing on a hillside, completely surrounded by bluebonnets, I felt a little like Dorothy, approaching the Emerald City, in the field of poppies, with flowers as far as the eye could see, intoxicated by the aroma.

It was incredible. And all that fresh air, blue skies and beautiful nature really inspired some design ideas today.

Obviously, I opted for getting out of the city for some nature over going to the art fair today and went in search of bluebonnets and . . . found them: alongside the highway, in meadows and pastures, in front yards, on hill sides. They were spectacular.

Here are a few photos from the afternoon. Click for larger images of any of these. The gate on the left says Bluebonnet Hill. The "Hill" itself is on the right.





This pair of artists really made me wish I had the confidence to set up an easel and spend the day painting as the parade of camera-toting tourists like me passed by.

Even these guys, grazing among the bluebonnets attracted quite a few admirers along the side of the road.




I wonder if there's a term akin to leaf peeper for everyone who, like me, followed the signs and enjoyed the countryside today.

The trail, while well marked, at some point led me in a big circle . . . I confess, at that point, I pulled out my iPhone and asked it to navigate me home–I really need to remember to put MAPS in my car. As it turned out I was only about 10 miles back to the highway and familiar ground. Yay!

My Sunday afternoon drive in the country took me back to my childhood; I know my dad would have loved this day. When I came home, cooking a big pot of beans and rice, like he would have done, just felt so right, too . . . and it smells like it might be ready soon. Bon appetit and happy Sunday.

Pennies from Heaven . . . Not!

Pennies, nickels, quarters . . . golf balls, tennis balls and baseballs–all weather terms in Texas, as it turns out, used to describe the size of hail that often accompanies the thunderstorms that have been passing through with some frequency. To the weather forecasters credit, they often predict, to within minutes, when the storms will be passing through the communities in the Dallas-Ft. Worth Metroplex and to the credit of the of Texans, they seem to duck and cover as the storms pass and continue on after the rain stops.


As much needed as the rain is, it can't be good for the artists and performers at the Main Street Arts Festival in Fort Worth (pictured here on Friday afternoon) or the organizers of the Ennis Bluebonnet Trails Festival . . . who note on their website, Live entertainment will go on as planned only if weather permits! I'm thinking it was the voice of experience who suggested that disclaimer.

I'm less resilient and will probably wait until tomorrow, when the rain stops, the fog clears and threat of lightning, thunder and penny, nickel, quarter or any ball-sized hail has passed before deciding if art fair or bluebonnets are in my plans this weekend. I walked to the post office and to my favorite downtown café this morning sans umbrella and got soaked on the way home. But before the rain came, I found a new quilt block in the sidewalk . . . this is one of my new favorites.



We've already had a bit of excitement this week. On Wednesday, I came home to the sounds of live music. By the time I parked, I figured out it was probably coming from the direction of city hall; by the time I was inside my loft and still hearing it quite clearly, I realized it was likely a tea-bagger tax protest rally. While I found the patriotic musical performances pleasant enough, they later gave way to over-amplified shrieky, speaches that I couldn't understand but could still hear several blocks away with all my doors and windows closed. My little kitty Grace, didn't like the noise, from the beginning. I had come home to find her under the covers on my bed.

This is a relatively new behavior, that she and her brother Johnny Be Good developed on the road from Michigan to Texas and that Grace continues to fully embrace. Someone knocks on the door, Grace heads for the covers. Lightning strikes, heavy rain falls, someone starts moving furniture upstairs or, like Thursday night, the FIRE alarm for the building with a booming automated voice informing us that there has been an alarm in the building . . . she's a very alarmed kitty and wants to hide under the covers and definitely DOES NOT want to be put into her carrier and carried out of the building. For that matter, neither did her brother. I've never heard the two of them YOWL so loudly as we left the building, packed ourselves into the car and drove a couple blocks away to wait things out. According to them, you would have thought we were off on another 1200 mile cross-country road trip ;-)

Within an hour, the firemen had left and we were back inside. Both cats yowled loudly on the trip back inside, too . . . and one of my neighbors couldn't resist a sarcastic crack about how I had kept my kitties safe. Yep, I'm the old woman with cats on the floor–everyone else seems to be dog people. I got a good whiff of smoke near the elevator–it definitely wasn't a false alarm. today I was told by the property manager that i was a minor kitchen fire on the floors below me.

So now I can tell you

On National Quilting Day, I was sorting through my scraps, pulling fabrics for April Block Lotto and working on the Thrifty quilt block directions so I could send it to the "sneek peekers"–anyone who enters a block a week early or earlier gets advance word on the next month's block. It seemed like a fine way to spend National Quilting Day, but . . . although I might have talked about it, I couldn't share any of the photos until the April Lotto Block, Thrifty, was public on April 1.

I decided I would pull out fabrics from my small scraps that fit the guidelines for the month and make as many blocks as I could. Using up the last bits of some favorite fabrics in the monthly lotto has been really enjoyable for me. Most of these are no wider than 2.5 inches. From this handful of scraps . . .

. . . I made these fifteen blocks for the block lotto.

I think this basic block, first published in the late 30's, has possibilities, in scrap quilts, as an alternate block, as a border, used an the bones for an I-spy quilt. I have a small project started and hope to share some directions for that, too. But first, we're having fun making lotto blocks. Lots of quilters who received the sneek peek email made early blocks and we already have 79 blocks entered into the lotto . . . we're off to a good start. Obviously my 15 helped fuel the fire, which was my intention; players can enter a max of 9 times, but as I have, are free to make more to sweeten the pot. We'd love to have some newbies join us . . . if this Good and Plenty candy-colored colorway appeals, click on over and play with us this month!