Here She Comes!

Here she comes!

Friday was Homecoming for Lowell and our daughter was asked by the students to be the Grand Marshal in the parade!

That truck is quite big and she isn't.  She said it wasn't easy getting herself into the back end of this thing.
 

PH and I were across the street from each other so we both got good photos

She deserved this.  Every single student in the school district has been through the museum and been the beneficiaries of her programs, most especially the third graders who come for two full days.

She works very hard to put Lowell's history up front and present in town and it shows in the respect she has in town. 

Meet Us

 

Here is our group.  Four of them are relatively new, so we are now back to our capacity of eight.  The newbies are all great additions and we meshed perfectly. 

Here we are, along with what we were working on this weekend, in alphabetical order: 

Barb

Barb took a shibori class awhile ago and was using the fabrics she made from that class to do something different and it worked.  She takes risks, tries new things and so her style is not something you can pinpoint but it's always interesting and she is always learning.

Colette.  This is her second retreat with us. And we love her!

She spent the first day making these blocks and the second day trying to make them work in placement.  Finally, she did, after sleeping on it and much input from across the room as we all weighed in.  

Me.  You should have seen the pics I didn't choose!

True to my custom, I bring one project with me that needs quilting.  My spot in the corner by the window is perfect lighting for hand quilting. 

Ginger.  This is Ginger's second retreat with us and it's like she's always been there. 

Ginger spent the weekend thinking of Halloween and her grand kids.  She was making these two trick or treat bags from an 82 page pattern.  That's not a typo.  Can you imagine?  And much of it was wrong.

She ended up winging it and the bags are adorable.

She also made this Halloween quilt for her house for when the grands visit.

Jane.  This was Jane's first retreat with us, and again, you would think she was always with us.

She was working on this project for the weekend and in person the colors are really perfect together.

Lisa.  We love Lisa.  She is the baby of the group.  She retired from her corporate job but flunked retirement and is now a master gardener and horticulture teacher.  I love that she refers to us as "you ladies." 

Lisa was trying to learn how to machine quilt on a new to her machine.  She wasn't happy.

She also made this stacked stones wall hanging.  

Pia.  Pia and Jane are friends and new to the group but not new to the Inn. Their group was age and illnessing out so they asked to join us.  Thank goodness!  What fun they are.

Pia's colors are black/white/purple. I love this piece.

But she was also given a pile of these half finished squares and she wanted to honor the gift so put this together the first day.  Let me tell you, the thing is enormous.  Not quite sure how heavy it will be once it's layered and quilted! 

Sally.  Last but not least.  

Sally is meticulous.  If it isn't absolutely perfect it just won't fly. This is one of the Christmas/winter quilts she made.

Remember, I've showed Sally's work before.  She works in teeny, itsy bitsy tiny. I think she could piece a whole quilt from a fat quarter.  Her work is absolutely perfect.  That's why this block gave her some fits.  She had the paper pieced parts but no finished pattern directions and she hates paper piecing. 

In the end, it worked.  

And in the end, so did we.  

Retreat Part 1

This is our retreat house.  It's a gorgeous place that spoils us for anything or anywhere else. The two story is the original farmhouse and the wing is a new addition of four bedrooms. We each have our own bedroom and bath. And we wouldn't have it any other way anymore.  
 

This is the work shed.  I'm standing on the porch of the house so it's not a major journey.  We love it because it's self-contained and no one has to clean up for any other activity. We spread out and work.

This is the inside. Everyone gets a full 8 foot table.  If you squint and look to the back of the room in the far left corner, that's my space.  I need the light from the window for hand stitching and gratefully, don't need a table space.  There is a refrigerator for our drinks and a design wall and air/heat and great lighting and it works.

But for me, it's also the setting. The weather was picture perfect but the nights were cool enough that we had morning mist. 

We very much miss our original innkeepers but the people who took over are the niece, her husband  and nephew of the originals so we don't feel like we're abandoned to retirement nor is there a lack of hospitality.  The new owners are bringing their own to the table, literally.  This past summer they put in a larger veggie garden and a very nice flower garden because niece loves vases of cut flowers throughout the inn.  Gorgeous stuff.

I told the niece this was the photo of the day for me. Inside the deer fence at the edge of the flower patch was this chair. It looked like in a quiet moment you could find her just sitting and enjoying her flowers.  

We had spectacular sunsets but how many of those do you want to see? Notice the chairs there at the edge of the lake looking out at this site.

And this was the morning I left.  Full moon lit by the morning sun with the mist rising over the lake. Honestly, this place gives definition to the word "retreat." 

More tomorrow!

 

You Say It's Your Birthday

 

It's been awhile since I've visited blogland but with good reason.  I must start, though with our Adelaide's family birthday party yesterday. 

Many of the cousins are not here for one reason or another but in my humble opinion these are the ones most important in my heart.  How awful is that to say?  These are the ones that belong to PH and me and they were all there.

Adelaide wanted her young man to meet her favorite cousin so here they all are, enjoying the greenhouse and lunch.  It was a beautiful day for a beautiful young lady.

Tomorrow I start with our quilt retreat of last weekend.

One More Time

 PH and I just returned from our annual trip to the Upper Peninsula.  It's a work trip for him and I'm along for comic relief. We discovered when we returned the rental car that we had driven 2,145 miles in 9 days.  The worst of it is the going up and coming back.  In between there are more stops in small towns and those little towns are far apart.  We aren't sure, every year we say "this one is our last" but we keep doing it.  Each year, we treat the trip like it's our last and visit our greatest hits, discover new places and say goodbye as we cross the Mackinac Bridge going home.  You never know.

As we started packing up the car I said we would never be able to backpack through Europe. Not the way I pack.  The good thing about driving is I can take everything.  Flying is more of a challenge.

These hexies have been everywhere and the project is growing in size.  As I take the paper piece out of the back of the hexie, I drop them into the cup and just choose with no rhyme or reason.  The only thing I try to stay away from is two reds or two navy blues next to each other.  This keeps my eyes on the project and the scenery and eliminates my tendency to back seat drive.

The population in the Upper Peninsula can very very sparse. That's why many move up there. They almost shudder when they think of living down state in a city.  

We decided Fitzgerald's restaurant in Eagle River is our favorite in the whole state. The food is wonderful, the gin and tonics are too pretty to drink.  But the view! Notice the vase sitting on the window sill and Lake Superior on the other side of that picnic table. Every time we go I ask how the building survives the November storms (on Lake Superior November is a fierce month.) The lake is RIGHT THERE.  But they say it's never an issue.  Huh.

One thing I've wanted to see in all the years we've been going on this trip....well, two things....I've wanted to see a real Moose and a bear.  It's never happened.  But this is evidence those bears are there and they know what's inside a cooler!

There is a dear little bookshop in Copper Harbor - the farthest north you can go and be on mainland Michigan - and every year I take my birthday money with me to shop in Grandpa's Barn.  The owner knows me by now, I trust her judgement and recommendations and walk out with a pile every time. 

The bottom two books I found in two Little Free Libraries along the way. Father Brown I took with me from home.   I'm not in to going to every gifty shop we see, but I can't pass by a bookstore.  This one I save up my money for.

Our last night, our last sunset. 

The Fix

 I hand quilt.  How many times in 30 years have I cut a thread?  A million?  How many times have I 'slipped' and nicked the appliqued piece?  None, until day before yesterday.  Why couldn't the nick have happened before the whole quilt was layered and basted? 

After giving some thought to what I was going to do and even if I was going to send it out to be machine quilted, I started by outlining each petal.  Then...nick.  No excuses other than I was tired.  So. Stare at it for a day and think what would be involved to fix it.  It wasn't more than a couple of threads but you can't feed a washing machine a weak spot. (The quilting looks kind of clunky here but it isn't in person.)

A bee!  Bees love sunflowers as much as Adelaide does!  I like bees!  I have some fabric with nice bees on it!  Applique a bee over the nick!  It worked.

My reading days at school are over.  The teacher whose class I read to for years retired and rather than find another teacher, she said she wants to do what I did with her grandchildren's classrooms - follow them through as they progress through the building.  Good for her! It was a good ride but it was time to move on to something new.

Before covid my daughter had a program at the museum for tots.  Once a month young moms could bring the littles for a crafty morning. Daughter had in the back of her mind to reinstate that.  I had put the notion in her head of including an appropriate to history story to school groups that come.  We put the two different thoughts together and came up with reinstating the tots craft morning with a story or two.  I told her I'd run it.  

We will start in October.  October is pumpkin time (do you remember our conversations last fall about the difference between what you call a pumpkin and what we call a pumpkin?)  Since our craft morning will be in the very beginning of the month and the holidays are at the end of the month and these littles don't have a sense of time yet I decided to go with pumpkins but not Halloween. 

These are the books I chose and the craft.  Two books, one craft, coloring the pumpkin (which won't have staples) and making a stick puppet.  But you can't do the beloved rhyme Five Little Pumpkins without finger puppets so I made some and got a little carried away.  They are primitive, but so are pumpkins that are carved by a 3 year old.   We are reinstating a program that was stopped six years ago so till word gets out there may be one child or ten. Plenty of pumpkin finger puppets to hand out.

Once I get the flow of working with 2-4 year olds under my belt I will have a better idea of what crafty thing works. I am not even considering this will go smoothly. But all kids like a story and choosing which ones to read will be the hard part.  There are too many good ones and not enough time.