I have found a new hobby. Quilting.
I enjoy sitting at my sewing machine and put together something that my family will have to remember me by!
I formed a sewing group here at Timber Valley SKP Park and we have a great time sitting around and working on whatever project we have handy at the time. We do get a lot of chatting done along with our sewing! It’s a great way to get to know one another too.
I finally finished my Downton Abbey “Sybil” lap quilt. This will keep me warm in the motorhome as we travel down the road. Chicks and Roosters quilted it for me and she did a beautiful job.
Us gals are going to make barn quilts for our sheds. ((Photos when they are done)) but I made this small one for the motorhome. I used the material I purchased in Whitehorse, YK and Alaska (Denali). The design is the bear paw block. Dale made the wooden bear paws and we mounted them on a piece of bamboo.
So we do more than sewing! Some of the gals are working on the corded baskets. This is Joy’s favorite craft.
I will miss this time with some good, good friends when we leave for the summer. I will also miss all the wonderful projects these gals craft. I’m asking for photo’s from them so I can keep up.
Life is good, awesome, beautiful, fantastic, crafty, delightful! God happens to be the same.
Friday we went to town so Dale could get his eyes checked, do some grocery shopping and craft shopping.
As always, we took Morgan with us. She loves riding in the truck in HER back seat. It was time to stop so she could get out, stretch her legs and do her thing. Since we were going to Fred Meyers because they have a good price on the pure cranberry juice we use, we stopped at Stewart Park Lake just next to Freddies.
This park is 236 acres that have many attractions for the residents of Roseburg to enjoy themselves. The lake also has many residents. Geese, ducks, white gooses and pigeons. People like to come here and feed all the residents of Stewart Park Lake. So they are not bashful about begging for food or getting right in your face!
All of a sudden our truck became their new resting post!
They were pretty brave.
As I was taking a picture of the lake, a pigeon flew up on the mirror and said “I’m the fairest of all” and messed up the photo!
We hope to walk the trails in this complex when it gets warmer! Also attend some of the American Legion Baseball games.
Life is good. God needs to turn on His big heater – the sun. Darn cold here in Sutherlin.
Now that we are in Sutherlin I am taking advantage of the quilting classes that the Quilt Store has in Roseburg. When I went to check out their classes, asking for BASIC quilting, they were starting a class the very next week. I jumped in with both feet! One sales clerk helped me pick out my material for the quilt. Now that is a process and a half! Focal point material, dark, light, medium colors! My head was spinning but we managed to find 5 or 6 colors/patterns of material to make a smashing quilt!
We are making a “Sample” quilt which is learning all the basic patterns used in quilting. In first lesson we learned how to cut strips and then squares. Since following lines on a quilting ruler is not my forte, I was treading water madly the first time out. I cut 4″ squares instead of 4.5″ squares. Back to the drawing board for me. I mentioned to Sylvia, our instructor, that I would probably be her problem child.
There are 3 other gals in the class and that makes for individual instruction which is so very nice. The class runs 5 pm to 7:30 pm but some gals were still working at 8:30 pm when I left. We do have homework – making 2 squares ON OUR OWN!!!!
Here are my squares. I really do have to get this “perfectionism” gene under control!
I am using muslin for the light color and background. The center square is my focal material.
I also wanted to show you my first attempt at quilting. I purchased foam squares in Indiana to give my home a “rustic/homey” feel. These were fun but not exactly quilting by machine! A knife is used to stuff material down groves on the pattern to make this shape.
Life is good. God is holy and full of goodness and love. I love Him so very much.
I have set a goal this year to make two caps a month. One for a group called Caps for Cures and the other for Temple Baptist Churches hat drive! I finally finished a hat with cables and sent it off to hopefully be used for people at a cancer center in Florida. Caps are fun to make because they knit up lickety-split!
This cap is called “Fruitcake Cap” by Candy Wheatcroft. It is a knitted cap and I used a silk/wool blend of yarn. Cables are a lot of fun to knit. They look scary at first but trust me – they are easy! All you need is a cable needle (you can get 3 in a package for about $5) and reuse them over and over.
I used a green font because that is what the color of this cap was. I took the photo at night with my phone and somehow it saw blue where green was!
Life is good!
We gave ourselves a present and went away from Lodi for a week in the mountains. We headed back to the area where we work-camped last year. However, we went up higher in the Sierra’s and camped where our old boss is host. Wayne and Char work for CLM as camp hosts and site manager. We were able to get a great spot right next to them, yet almost by ourselves.
We weren’t there more than 5 minutes when the forest aroma’s and the fresh air was a delightful sense. Then the rains came. A huge storm system was coming through with lightening and thunder and buckets full of rain. I’m sure it was needed but it played heck with setting up! It was so refreshing.
The week was filled with almost NOTHING! I was able to sit outside each day – a balmy 70+ degrees and no mosquitoes! I knitted and read and spent part of the afternoon chatting with Char. Dale was able to get on his bike and go for a ride on familiar roads.
We really did enjoy the quiet and blackness of night – two important factors to RVers. The birds were happily singing each morning. We even had some spring flowers like paint brush and daisy’s flowering in September.
Morgan and I hiked to Sand Pond and then on the interpretive walk that doubled back to Sand Pond. One morning we all got up and hiked to Sardine Lake. The trails were very nice and Morgan was delighted to be out again in surroundings she knew. We left Annie home with the folks and she was pretty upset with us when we got home. She didn’t like her home
not being out front where she knew it should be!
Enjoy the photos. We are looking forward to another “vacation” in the future.
Life is good! God is good.
This is from a gal on our Campground Crafters forum. Enjoy!
Ants Ants Ants
OK, now that I’ve asked for dynamite & got Big Brother accessing my computer and putting me on the watchlist for terrorism, let me explain.
Ants. They are everywhere. They are on my kitchen counter. They are in my laundry. They are in my garden. They are in the pantry. I’ve even found some on the sewing table. The are in the pet food. They are where there is food. They are where there isn’t food. They are everywhere.
I went to the WasteNothing eList to see if they had ideas on how to kill the little monsters w/out using poisons around my food and dishes. It was suggested to use white vinegar to clean with. It was said that white vinegar would keep the ants at bay. So I bought a gallon of vinegar & put it in a spray bottle. I moved all the dishes etc off the kitchen counter and there they were. Hoards of them under the dish towel. Under the medicine tray. Troops of them marching across the back of the spashboard to their nest. Aha, the enemy.
I started spraying them with the vinegar, covering the counter with a fine mist. They moved between the droplets; an ever fast-moving line of dark red dots on my white counter top. So I sprayed more, covering the counter with a film of vinegar. The ants started to swim. I got out the magnifying glass & watched as they inflated their tiny little life vests & swam to safety at the edge of the counter, & off to their nest, where ever that is. (I haven’t been able to find it yet.)
So I went back to my eList & reported my findings. “If the white vinegar doesn’t work, try borax. A fine powder of it will kill them and deter more from coming.” So I got the borax. In a quart container with a nozzle that “poufs a mist of powder.” I misted the counter with the borax. It’s supposed to be safe around food. I put a heavier powder along the edge of the counter/splashboard. I went back to check & they had tiny little skateboards. They were skating across the film of borax!!!
Once more I went to my eList. Once more I got suggestions. “Ants & other critters hate bay leaves.” So I went to Wally World & bought 4 packages of bay leaves. I put them behind the refrigerator. In the cabinets. In the jars of spices & sugar. Along the counter top, on top of the fine layer of borax on the counter washed with white vinegar. Expecting victory, I went about my business. The next time I went into the kitchen, I brought my magnifying glass, hoping I’d need it to be able to find any of the offending critters.
But no!!! The magnifying glass revealed tiny little campfires built near the bay leaves. Pots of stew were bubbling and crews of ants were busy chewing off pieces of the bay leaves to season their supper. In a fit of fury, I grabbed a dish towel & plunged into the dish pan of soapy water. Dripping bubbles and soap, I wiped the ants into the towel. Clearing the counter of all the creepy, crawly critters, I felt a surge of satisfaction. In my hand were the offending creatures. They were inflating their life vests against the threat of drowning in the water. Tiny little Red Cross tents were springing up as they treated their wounded and those that had been burned by the scalding pots of dinner.
Without a thought about their families back in the nest, I rushed the towel to the washing machine & threw it in. Surely a cycle in the washing machine would kill them. Grinning with self satisfaction at having defeated the enemy, I returned to the kitchen to find the rescue teams on my kitchen counter. They had tiny little rescue K9s looking for the dead & wounded. Alas, and alack, there were none, but that didn’t deter the search teams from swarming on the counter, looking, searching, covering my clean counter once again.
Deciding that my eList had plenty of “safe” alternatives that didn’t work, I started asking friends. Sherry said, “Use Terro. That will kill them. You just put out a few drops & they come to dine. Then they bring the poison back to the nest, killing all of the ants.” So off we go to Wally World again & we found Terro in the little clear bottle. Just to be sure, I bought two.
For the last week, I have been putting drops of Terro on the kitchen counter. Sherry is right. They came. They surrounded the droplets of Terro. They ate. They put up little signs that advertised the newest dining experience in town. More of their friends came. Soon the dining site became the talk of the town. Ties & jackets are now required. The head waiter has been building his bank account as “nobody ants” slip him tips to get them in.
Last night, they hired a band. They were so noisy, the dogs couldn’t sleep. So of course, they came to wake me & I couldn’t sleep.
This morning, I again cleared the counter top. And found their party is still going on. The band is still playing. The ants are still dining at the Terro bar. And more keep coming to the party.
Brenda in West Park, FL