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Thursday, July 19, 2012

My evening stroll after a beautiful day

I call my evening strolls, my walk abouts I do it every evening in the summer just before the sun sets.  It is my time to settle my soul and reflect on my day.  It started out bumpy but I was finally able to get my head and heart going.  I have been working on a couple of projects and two are complete, my Hoffman Challenge is in the mail as well as my layout of what I will wear at the APWQ fashion show, I will be modeling three outfits, they are still not completely finished some hemming and beading will finish them.
I know what you are thinking Delaine modeling? yes it is true but I am hoping my quilted outfits will cover my short chubby body well enough, I agree they would look better on a stretch model but that is the fun of it we will be all sizes and shapes and the wearable will be great.  To top it off  it is part of the APWQ's big quilt show in Tacoma August 23rd thou the 26th check out the APWQ web site and mark your calendars it is a wonderful show, we are so blessed to have a show of this caliber and there are wonderful classes.  Volunteers are needed for white glove and covering the floor  so sign up and come join the fun....And  I will be there greeting you, I wish I could show you what I am making but that's the fun of it, a secret you know, you have to come to the show, I will tell you one thing there is a bit of sparkle and beads on mine.  For now please enjoy the photos of a lovely evening.








My landscape design is survival of the fittest and I must say the weather has helped my garden.

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Leaves of God Fall 2009

My seasons have flown by so fast
I can hardly remember the details of my budding
I bloomed far too early forced by natures call
The flower of my youth stolen
My spring lost

I could not hold my bloom
As fruit required all my time
That season of summer went so fast
Consumed by my fruit youth slipped away
Never to swing freely in the warm summers breeze
I held fast lest my fruit should fall

Hot summer days turn to chilly nights
My fruit now ripe hear falls call
They release to face their own unknown
I watch as they fall free
My branches lift from their weight
I stand-alone the crisp air begins to blow

Indian summer comes with new love
I bask in the crisp sun light
My beauty is seen and shared
With the bloom of crimson leaves
My golden years begin

Too soon, I see my skin begin to shrivel
Youths golden beauty slips into grey
My hold on the tree of life seems futile
The frost of winter comes so fast
I hold tight lest I fall

So many leaves are falling
I watch as they let go one by one
My winter is here my time has come
The cold ground awaits my fall

The snows of winter cover my memory
Yet the family tree still stands
Spring will come
New leaves will unfold
The seasons of life begins again

Edmonds Ferry to Kingston

Edmonds Ferry to Kingston