Sunday, Dec. 11th...cold and bright. Christmas time seems to be a time for reaching into our scrapbag of memories, and pulling out favorites. Sometimes sad ones work their way to the top, seeking attention from us. With life comes change. Like it or not, life is not stagnant. If you won't move forward, the Universe will do it for you. This morning I pulled this piece from my scrapbag. The quilt is an all flannel snuggle quilt for DD#1. She waited a LONG time for this one..*G* I don't always roll over and show my belly. This quilt is made from scraps leftover from many other flannel quilts that went to her siblings. Sorry it's such a dark picture. That was the camera I had at that time..no digital as yet. When I did make this one, I pieced 4 houses, one for each side, 4 corner blocks made up of pine trees and triangles. It's machine pieced and hand quilted with perle cotton. I quilted in pine trees, stars, lots of stars, hearts, bugs, and scotties..*VBS* I love scotties..and if i quilt one in for you..you are special to me..*S* The guy on the right is grandson #3. He will be 8 in January. The only sadness for me with this pic is that it's my "house". I sold it in 2002. I needed to be done with mowing and shoveling snow. There was lots of room there for all 5 kids and their famiies to come for the holidays. That isn't the case anymore. I haven't had all 5 of mine, and their families together since I sold the house. But I'm grateful for what I have, and for any time that I can get most of them together. What would I like for Christmas? All 9 gransons, and my one princess granddaughter together for a picture with Gram...*S*