is definitely one that would lead you to my new abode. Off the beaten track is putting it mildly! My community in The Valley was small. ElmVille is tiny! Not much has changed in the 7 years I lived elsewhere. Back in 1984 I arrived here, young(or at least younger), one 'new job' happy hubby, 4 'less than happy' school age kids and a pair of cats. Mama Cat Chelsea, made a dramatic leap for freedom when the car door opened and son, Marmalade looked on quietly. Mama was never seen again, LOL,there are probably a whole new line of gray tabby cats somewhere here in town. Marmalade accepted the new place. As did I, after a while. The maple leaf quilt was born of those early days of being the 'new fish' in the pond. Of knowing no one, and trying to adjust to the new smaller fishbowl existance. I was in my 'early' stages of being a quilter, but already adapt at doing it my own way. Thus the embroidered stems, and quilting done in sewing thread to match the leaves. It's no great beauty, but has served my family well for 17 odd years. It was my one and only attempt at prairie points!
And 17 years later, I'm back in this little hamlet by choice. A home coming of sorts, maybe the only kind a 'wanderer' such as I, could have. There really is no place I could call "home", depending on your definition. The quilt and I are both back where this adventure Began. No telling what the next chapter will bring *VBS*
Sewing has happened. Sewing each morning with my coffee as usual. I'm up to date on my Rainbow Scraps Challenge, but lack a camera cord to show you my progress. October's color is orange, and I've got orange Shoo Flies a plenty! Maybe tomorrow the missing cord will appear...
And last but not least, my friend, Little Boo. He usually greets you on October 1st...but is a "Johnny Come Lately" this year...oh well, who's counting?? Better late than never!
Bread for the Journey
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