The Threadcatcher--Life's Journey -- Birds Blooms Fabric Wienie Dogs, etc. Ship's Landing...
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
GO Cutter Giveaway
over at http://www.milliesquilting.blogspot.com/. I would love to have a new toy to play with. Go check it out! :)
Monday, September 27, 2010
It's Raining--AGAIN
It' raining it's pouring the old man is snoring ---and this the only time that the snoring isn't annoying!! LOL We woke up to rain dancing on our rooftop again this morning. It is such a welcome sound that it is truly deserving of a blog post two days in a row from one who only seems to manage an erratic post once or twice a month. :) My volunteer zinnias are doing a happy rain dance, and my surviving seedlings are joining in. The birds were so excited yesterday that I had birds all over the yard that I haven't seen in a couple of months, even my regular dwellers here at Ships Landing, like the Finches and Bluebirds. I think everybody had been on vacation in a place that was a bit cooler and wetter than it has been here this Summer. :P
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Rain!! Splish Splash They Were Taking A Bath
It has rained ALL DAY here at Ships Landing!!! We have not had this kind of steady, all-day rain in so many months that I can't even remember the last time. It has been the most wonderful kind of piddling, sorting, blog-hopping, kind of day--and I've loved EVERY WET MINUTE OF IT!,
Thursday, September 02, 2010
September
..."So September comes with a few more harbingers than usual, some of the outriders early with their message. But autumn never comes overnight. It creeps in on a misty dawn and vanishes in the hot afternoon. It tiptoes through the treetops, roughing a few leaves, then rides a tuft of thistledown across the valley and away. It sits on a hilltop and hoots like an October owl in the dusk. It plays tag with the wind. Autumn is a changeling, busy as a squirrel in a hickory tree, idle as the languid brook. It is August ended, October inevitable, summer's ripeness and richness fulfilled in sweet September." Hal Borland's Twelve Moons of the Year
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