Tuesday, July 12, 2011

National Pecan Pie Day and Other Things

Today I heard on the radio, it was National Pecan Pie Day , I cannot let this day pass without making a comment or two.  My mother was a top notch classical pianist,  not the best cook in the world!  Several times she made a pecan pie for a Thanksgiving dinner. It was really yummy, even though it wasn't chocolate!  So celebrate this day by having a small slice of pecan pie and a cup of tea.  Close your eyes and remember all the good times that accompanied that pie.  I'm so sorry that I don't have a piece of pie pictured on a quilt to show you; or to eat on this special day.
This new birdhouse decorates the counter in my kitchen!

This past weekend I had another book signing at Winona Lake IN.  I am done having book signings as they are lots of work, for the number of books sold. This event was in conjunction with my cousin's Vintage Cottage Antique & Collectable sale.  Wow, the people really turned out. My cousin Janet sold all kinds of stuff; from an old dining room table and chairs to a designer sweater.  Looking at all the great collectables was fascinating. I did purchase a birdhouse, that I now have in my kitchen, made by Bob Shull a Warsaw area woodworker.

This summer, it seems like I've been doing lots of gardening.  The geraniums on my deck are spectacular this year.  Every summer about the Fourth of July they are loaded with blooms. This year is no different.
Here's my container garden on the deck.  I love the sundial/birdbath nestled in the center of the flower pots.

After many weeks of no sewing, I have finally returned to my sewing machine. It feels good!  I'm quilting a small wallhanging for my upcoming solo exhibit at the LaConner Quilt and Textile Museum in WA.  You'll have to wait to see a photo of it.

I hope you are having an interesting summer.


1 comment:

wordmama said...

I'm sorry I didn't know about your book signing in Winona Lake this past weekend. I live just a few miles down the road and I'm a big fan. Unfortunately, I was out of town. Isn't that how it always goes? There's nothing happening until you go away!

I'm glad to hear you are back to your sewing machine. I know how good that feels.