Another visitor....

This fellow was at the feeders when we got our one and only big snow.  I decided he was a yellow bellied sap-sucker....not positive but he did have a belly tinged with yellow. It was taken through my window...and the photo is cropped. 

It is supposed to warm up next week...if it does, I plan on at least washing these two windows here in the dining room.  Maybe I can get better  photos then.
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I did not touch my sewing machine yesterday.  We ran to Terre Haute...I did birthday shopping for Lorelei and Roger did a little bit of shopping at Gander Mountain.  That is a sporting goods store in case you didn't know.

We may get out and go for a much needed drive later on...it has been ages since we have been on one.  Just need to decide where to go.

An old favorite....

I have been sitting looking through photos...this is an old favorite.  A little farmhouse over in Illinois.  It is small...and sits in all this big open farmland.  I always call it the Little House on the Prairie.  And it is one I take pictures of fairly often.  I always wonder how old it is...and I wonder if it belongs to some of the original owner's family, or did they sell it.  I wonder if someone rents it.  I wish I had the nerve to go up and knock on the door and ask.
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It is cold...supposed to have a chance of snow flurries, but no accumulation.  I sort of hope they are wrong and that we do get a few inches.  Seems like no matter what snow, photos look good.  I even always seem to love paintings of snow scenes. 
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I keep sewing along on the crumb blocks.  I have to make a few more to have enough for the size I want to make the quilt. 

Almost every time I go down to my sewing machine, Puss Puss has chewed my thread.  She chews it till she breaks it and there it just hangs...sometimes it gets hung on her as she walks away and she pulls out a yard or two.  I don't know what her thing is with thread...I have a couch throw/blanket that has a fringe and she pulls it out.  I will come in and find a little pile of it where she has pulled it out.

At least she doesn't attack me.  Bubbie was in high form tonight...he wanted to play hide and go seek and did not want to take no for an answer.  He was grabbing me every chance he got.  I was never one to jump and squeal or be surprised easily, but he can sure make me jump.  Sometimes he just reaches out and tags me with he paw as I pass, other times he will run and jump on my leg as I pass through.

Always something to do...

Part of the time I like to stay busy sewing.  Usually something to do with quilting.  There are times when I don't really want to have to think about measurements, seam allowances, and things fitting together.  I just want to mess with fabric and sew a few lines.  That is when I go to this plastic tote...actually I have two of them but just took a photo of this one.  It contains scraps from other quilting/sewing projects.

I chose bits and pieces and sew them together, pressing after each line of sewing...and then I use ruler and rotary cutter and trim the edges straight.

Above shows the ruler being placed and cut to size the final time.

There is no set size to make the blocks.  Some people just set the finished crumb blocks next to each other with no sashing between.  But me, I want some control, so these I am sitting together like the photo below to begin with...

As you can see...no two blocks are exactly alike...and they are using up all kinds of bits and pieces.  The only thing, the plastic tote seems as full as ever.

This is what I am currently working on...it is fun to go down and create a little something each day. I look at them--some fabrics I remember what they were used in right away.  Others I have to think a bit to recall where they came from.  There are even a few that I actually paid for just to have some new variety to my scraps.  But those are very few.

I see fabrics from baby quilts, and from an apron I made for a friend.  I see fabric from a little dress I made Lorelei.  I see Snoopy fabric and remember how thrilled I was to find it.  I wish now I had bought more of it.  I used it in a small baby quilt for my nephew.  Quilts are full of memories...