Thursday, January 20, 2011

A Very Rude Awakening

My morning had already started off on a wrong note - two kids sick, one staying home from school - when I heard a car horn blaring in front of my house.  Not just a toot, but a full-on hold-down-the-horn blaring.  I thought for sure that the house was on fire or some other tragedy.  No. The damn cow was out. Again.

The fair.

  Two of my most recent quilts. The farm and tractor quilt is for my grandson's first birthday. I didn't have it finished to enter i...