Compu-Quilter at work!

If we could only be quilting this fast and furious ourselves!
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Cleaning up and sorting out...

Well, the meeting (NHWB annual meeting) has turned out to be a pleasant one in the end. I went there with a flu, a real one, you know: acking back, full watery head, red eyes even with flash regulation and feeling like having the famous monday-morning-hangover-of-the-teenage-years. But it behaved well. After two hours raining (I rained, not the clouds 8^) LOL) and feeling miserable, I told it to act really Irenish, and it went. Once every few years it heads my way, hurting hard and behaving badly at 08.00 AM, and vanishing like lightning at about 14.00 PM. May all your sicknesses behave like this "friend" of mine....

The rainy days of late do remind me of what walking is about. Just like quilting: savouring what's around, and creating lasting memories. One of them I want to share with you, this picture was taken only 10 miles from here... to cherish golden moments!

The road to Haarlemmerliede

Haarlemmerliede? A village situated some 3 miles east of Haarlem, Netherlands. The building on the pic is not there, it's a "fridge" - ijshuis - in Elswoud. From about 1800 I guess. Being secretary of the NHWB, I have to attend a meeting in De Zoete Inval, a place where already more than 100 years ago a restaurant in modern times has its origin. C U back on Sunday...

finally done!

Found this picture on internet, and it says it all.... Because today I have finally done it: let the pills have their own life again, snuggled together in those cute white boxes! Save the environment, don't digest pills, at least, not these 4-a-day'sies.

No peppers, no uppers, no sleepers....

And a huge pile of torn apart shirts in the washer ;^}

Thank you Bonnie for starting this addiction! For my birthday yesterday Aunt Lucy came with half my years in whole sleeves, the other half of the bunch I'll savour when we visit her again. And.... tadaaah, a new opportunity emerged from my mail to earn a life living from scraps, will work on that tomorrow and Friday. Saturday will be the annual meeting of the walking league, for another year of secretary volunteering.

Underneath the snow that just started falling, life is color again!