
After I finished playing with these, I took them off and put Texas Chain back up on the wall. I did a couple of hours worth of sewing and arranging on it, and it is getting much closer to being done. The end is in sight.

Doesn't that sound like a fun topic? I'm not talking about the kind of weed that is smoked,though. I'm talking about the old fashioned garden variety weed, as in the type that is growing way faster than the plants that are supposed to be there. The back area of the garden is an absolute mess of weeds. I don't have a lot of stamina or strength, so I'm doing small bits at a time. Hopefully by the end of the weekend, all the weeds in this area will be gone, new perennial plants will be in, and mulch put down to prevent it from getting this bad again.
There's quite a steep drop from our yard to the one behind us. The previous owners stabilized the drop off with a large amount of stones. However, there is also a lot of soil in amongst the rocks, which allows for all kind of weed growth down on the hill as well. But, since I can't see it, I am for the moment at least, going to pretend those weeds don't exist. So, excuse me while I go get dirty.
What are people supposed to do when you are camping out in the woods and it's either cold or pouring down rain? You go quilt shop hopping. We went to one quilt shop yesterday, called The Quilt Bee. They are in Fonthill and are a fabric shop and a long arm dealer combined. I picked up some grips for the leaders of my long arm, which are going to hopefully speed up the process of loading and unloading quilts. And of course, while I was in there, I had to pick up some fabric. These are slated for some fussy cutting.
Then today, considering it was still cold, although not pouring down rain, like yesterday, we elected to go for another quilt shop hunt. Well, to be closer to the truth, I elected to go, and Scott consented to drive. On the way to the quilt shop, we stopped at the Welland Canal. I have a fascination for these large ships, and the mechanism of these canals. How something this large can float is astounding. And the power of water to lift these just boggles my mind. We arrived at the viewing platform just in time to see a ship pull in and we got to watch the whole process.
This thing is HUGE! While watching the ship pull in, I noticed that someone had hung a swing outside what I assume to be the living quarters.
We finally ended up in Niagara on the Lake, and a quilt shop called The Modern Bee, filled with all kinds of fun modern fabric. It is essential, we all know, to support the local economy, so I had a couple of fat quarters, and a couple of half yards cuts come home with me. They are also destined for some fussy cutting.
La Passacaglia is growing some more, and these new fabrics will fit right in. We were able to get out for a walk this evening. The clouds have blown over, and it is noticeably warmer. It should be lovely and dry for packing up in the morning, which is a really good thing. In the meantime, for the rest of this evening, I'll be listening to a book and doing some more stitching.