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Sunday, September 6, 2009

Oh ,by the way the quilt behind me is 'Cats on Safari", the quilting is by Kim Stotsenberg, (THATSEWNSEW)I kidding say she must of had a PARTY doing it because it is so fun and whimsical she really out did herself, I wish she were closer, but hey, we have facebook and blogs, there is no reason not to stay connected no matter where you are you can still feel close to friends and family. Yes blogging is fun now I hope somene blogs me. Hello out there I'm waiting--I'm not sure how to access them, but with a little help from my friends and family I'll find them. I'll be looking for your blog. Be Happy Delaine
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  1. Kim SSeptember 7, 2009 at 11:13 AM

    Hey Delaine... Thanks for the plug about my quilting. That was one of the funnest quilts I've every worked on. It's great when I just get to play.

    One of my favorite ways to find other blogs is through friends blogs. On a lot of blogs you will see a 'blog list', those are links to other blogs...

    Also, you can search quilting blogs at Quilting Blogger www.quiltinggallery.com/quilting-blogger.com

    Thanks again...Kim

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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

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