Now for the sewing.. I have one more row to put on this quilt top then it will be ready to knot….
My daughter is very good at keeping me informed on how the grand children are doing,and little sneak peeks into their lives!
Candice is a chip off the old block here, she loves her chicks as much as I do!
Here’s Mike and Hubby at work wearing them… quite the outfit.
How the Virus Stole Easter
By Kristi Bothur
With a nod to Dr. Seuss 😊
Twas late in ‘19 when the virus began
Bringing chaos and fear to all people, each land.
People were sick, hospitals full,
Doctors overwhelmed, no one in school.
As winter gave way to the promise of spring,
The virus raged on, touching peasant and king.
People hid in their homes from the enemy unseen.
They YouTubed and Zoomed, social-distanced, and cleaned.
April approached and churches were closed.
“There won’t be an Easter,” the world supposed.
“There won’t be church services, and egg hunts are out.
No reason for new dresses when we can’t go about.”
Holy Week started, as bleak as the rest.
The world was focused on masks and on tests.
“Easter can’t happen this year,” it proclaimed.
“Online and at home, it just won’t be the same.”
Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, the days came and went.
The virus pressed on; it just would not relent.
The world woke Sunday and nothing had changed.
The virus still menaced, the people, estranged.
“Pooh pooh to the saints,” the world was grumbling.
“They’re finding out now that no Easter is coming.
“They’re just waking up! We know just what they’ll do!
Their mouths will hang open a minute or two,
And then all the saints will all cry boo-hoo.
“That noise,” said the world, “will be something to hear.”
So it paused and the world put a hand to its ear.
And it did hear a sound coming through all the skies.
It started down low, then it started to rise.
But the sound wasn’t depressed.
Why, this sound was triumphant!
It couldn’t be so!
But it grew with abundance!
The world stared around, popping its eyes.
Then it shook! What it saw was a shocking surprise!
Every saint in every nation, the tall and the small,
Was celebrating Jesus in spite of it all!
It hadn’t stopped Easter from coming! It came!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
And the world with its life quite stuck in quarantine
Stood puzzling and puzzling.
“Just how can it be?”
“It came without bonnets, it came without bunnies,
It came without egg hunts, cantatas, or money.”
Then the world thought of something it hadn’t before.
“Maybe Easter,” it thought, “doesn’t come from a store.
Maybe Easter, perhaps, means a little bit more.”
And what happened then?
Well….the story’s not done.
What will YOU do?
Will you share with that one
Or two or more people needing hope in this night?
Will you share the source of your life in this fight?
The churches are empty – but so is the tomb,
And Jesus is victor over death, doom, and gloom.
So this year at Easter, let this be our prayer,
As the virus still rages all around, everywhere.
May the world see hope when it looks at God’s people.
May the world see the church is not a building or steeple.
May the world find Faith in Jesus’ death and resurrection,
May the world find Joy in a time of dejection.
May 2020 be known as the year of survival,
But not only that –
Let it start a revival.
May all my friends be blessed tomorrow in a special way.❤️
Just a quick peek into my quilt project,I won’t keep you long.. well, to be honest… I’m camping and short on time. There’s so much more exciting things then social media to do today. I’ll catch up tomorrow with you quilting folks .
My new project…..
Spring is in full swing here on our little farm,so that means lots of out of doors work,…mowing ,weed whacking ,weed pulling,and mulching. Of course, it also means… sore muscles, blisters on your hands even with gloves on, farmers tan ,and ant bites.
However when it’s all done ,it’s so worth it! Here’s the big flowerbed almost done.
We’ve had a real problem with predators wanting to get the chickens and ducks lately. Sad to say a pair of skunks got into the young ducks,eating three leaving me two😡…
Caroline took care of the hawk that got into the chicken pen…. no one messes with her chickens. She watches out for them even sleeping at the chicken pen gate. Caroline did try to get the skunks ,bless her for trying but the spray was to overwhelming.
Womenfolk.com has some very interesting articles of quilting history. I was browsing through some of the myths that they had written about ,with one being that while it’s a lovely picture of a lady piecing a quilt by the fireplace,it is rather unlikely that was the way it was because of the poor lighting. The quilting was more likely to be done May through Nov. when the days were longer. Makes sense as I use a bright light to shine on my quilt when I quilt in the evenings,so I can see the small quilting stitches.
Now it is time for the postponed happy dance! A finished quilted.💃💃
I haven’t decided on next project yet….
This Hand Quilt Along is an opportunity for hand quilters and piecers to share and motivate one another. We post every three weeks, to show our progress and encourage one another. If you have a hand quilting project and would like to join our group contact Kathy at the link below.