On the first attempt, I made a pinkish-red rose. Then some interesting peachy-yellow bits in the scrap bag caught my eye.
This was then completed with a green background and quilted as a mini. Yay, something finished! Who cares if it's only10 or 11 inches square? It'll be a nice mat under a vintage pot, whenever I get around to potting up something.
I did some pebble quilting in the center, which got old in a hurry, because I couldn't see my stitching very well against the fabric without taking off my glasses and putting my nose dangerously near the quilting foot. Picture that. Yep, it was comical.
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I am happy to report that the grass was long enough for its first mowing this weekend.
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Mama mallard was back in the yard, checking out the real estate. Daddy duck stayed on the ground, securing the perimeter.
There is no nest in the tree; she was just measuring rooms and flushing toilets.
Right after I turned off my camera, a squirrel scuttled up the tree and scared the quack out of her, and off she flew. She may have an issue with the neighbors barging in unannounced.
Yesterday the weather was just ducky, and my sister and I took a six-mile evening walk along the marsh. Oh, I wish I'd have taken my camera. I've borrowed this photo to give you an idea.