What a surprising day this turned out to be my "color" picture is on the front page of our local newspaper GATELINE.com and to add frosting to the cake there is a second color picture on page 6 it is all about the Gig Harbor Quilt Walk not to be mistaken for the Gig Harbor Quilt Festival they are two different events, the money raised in the GHQW goes to the Gig Harbor Quilt Guild and GHQF donations go to local Breast Cancer Patients...none the less they are great events and they promote the art of quilting and my part is to give a lecture at the Gig Harbor Historical Museum on The History of quilts, their care and preservation. I feel tingles all over and I am afraid and thrilled all at the same time oh and of course nervous and full of inadequate feelings all at once.
Do all stars feel this way? Hee Hee
Anyway they are both worth going to there is so much to do to put on events like these and it is all volunteers from this in this small city, we all
care about each other and the love of quilting holds us together. So come one came all and visit our little town
Edmonds Ferry to Kingston
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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