March...

 

It seemed today that if Millie and I should keep going, we might walk right into a great yellow ball.  It was a blinding thing, for sure, from which  I had to shade my eyes with my free hand.  However, as it continues its northward trek, this bright sun will soon be setting behind the thick woods that border the upper meadow so that Millie and I will be walking in a dappled shade which is quite wonderful on a hot summer's day.    

   

 A couple of days ago, something was definitely going on at the pond for there were two Great Blue Herons instead of the customary one.  They are solitary critters and it is rare that we ever see two together, unless...  Well, it is almost spring you know, so...

  

 

There were more new calves born on the farm today, and Rosa's new baby was one of them.  She's a spry little thing and is so fortunate to have such a good mother.  

The yellow jonquils are blooming now, here and there, and almost everywhere, it seems.  In the woods, I spotted a White Dog-Tooth Violet or White Trout Lily as it is sometimes called.  It's a rare but pretty little thing that's easy to miss if one's not careful.  

Now back inside,  work has begun on dressing the dolls.  You just won't believe the good fortune that the dolls have had, but I will save that story for another day.

I finally finished reading Grace Snyder's No Time On My Hands. (It's a long read, but a good one!)  Most of my quilting friends are probably already familiar with this amazing woman and her famous quilts, one of which is the Flower Basket Petit Point Quilt pieced with 87,875 tiny triangles, no bigger than a fingernail, and five miles of thread.  Pictured below is one block from this astounding quilt.  

Grace wrote, "I grew up on the high plains of Custer County, Nebraska, where, as a child of seven and up, I wished three wishes and dreamed three dreams.  I wished that I might grow up to make the most beautiful quilts in the world, to marry a cowboy, and to look down on the top of a cloud.  At the time I dreamed those dreams and wished those wishes, it seemed impossible that any of them could ever come true."  

But they all did come true!   Below is Grace with her cowboy on the day of their wedding. There's one thing for sure, this pioneer woman definitely had "No Time On Her Hands."   ( I love them and their story.  And, I love this picture.  Isn't Grace just beautiful and Bert so handsome?)