Three great Canada quilts for the kids in this gal's family.
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#3
This is (ahem) MINE. When I was at Quilt Canada last week I bought the license plate panel, then came home and made up a quickie for the front door. Now to get it bound and actually hang it on the front door.
Yesterday was Red Hat day. Our outing was to Whistling Gardens. Our admission included a tour and the water fountains choreographed to music. What fun! In the pouring rain!
It wasn't really pouring during the show. But it was definitely raining.
We got in about an hour of the tour but gave up when it started to rain. We decided to have our lunch early in the picnic area. Do you see the rain pouring down? Thank goodness for the tented picnic area.
It managed to stop raining in time for us to head over to Hewitts Dairy in Hagersville for ice cream. A perfect finish to our day.
Aah, the Potty Incident. That mirror, which used to hang above the sink, belonged to mom. I kept it when she had to move into assisted living. Why her spirit decided to fling it off the wall last night is beyond me, but I sure hope the "seven years of bad luck" thing is just a rumour.
#1
#2
#3
This is (ahem) MINE. When I was at Quilt Canada last week I bought the license plate panel, then came home and made up a quickie for the front door. Now to get it bound and actually hang it on the front door.
Yesterday was Red Hat day. Our outing was to Whistling Gardens. Our admission included a tour and the water fountains choreographed to music. What fun! In the pouring rain!
It wasn't really pouring during the show. But it was definitely raining.
We got in about an hour of the tour but gave up when it started to rain. We decided to have our lunch early in the picnic area. Do you see the rain pouring down? Thank goodness for the tented picnic area.
It managed to stop raining in time for us to head over to Hewitts Dairy in Hagersville for ice cream. A perfect finish to our day.
Aah, the Potty Incident. That mirror, which used to hang above the sink, belonged to mom. I kept it when she had to move into assisted living. Why her spirit decided to fling it off the wall last night is beyond me, but I sure hope the "seven years of bad luck" thing is just a rumour.
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