36 Quilts in 12 Months

And WINDY has stormy eyes...

What happens when you realize you actually matter. When you become the change you want to see in the world? What I do is sew, little tiny pieces of fabric into quilt... it is what truly makes me happy. 

There are a lot of things that are thrown at you in life. Question is, are you capable of catching it?

I'm awake, again, at an unnecessary hour. This happens too often. However, I did finish this... not perfectly perfect but perfectly imperfect. 

I need to say THANK YOU to my sister! She sent me Markers! 

Today's forecast, 100% CHANGE OF SEWING - with a 0% change of Housework. 

As always, 

Traci(ee), Tod & Cooper

 

 

Learning to breathe...

I watch the birds. Robins - I have a new one and he's working so hard, he's persistent, he knows he needs to take care of his woman, who is most likely pregnant. The winds out here this spring have been undeniable but he won't give up. Not only he is manhandling the wind he has to deal with Tod and Cooper. I'm on his side, unfortunately I can't help him. What I can do is block the doggie door as much as I can... If I touch his nest I mess with nature, I'm not sure that I want to mess with nature, I do believe he can do this, he has to!

Sorry, not the best picture...

 

I'm actually hoping that he's one of these three... from last year.

They eventually flew the coop - I guess we all do, but eventually we all go home. 

I suppose what I'm trying to say is try and enjoy the beauty in all things AND always listen to the music. 

"I'm still learning to love, still holding my tongue, still playing where it's safest and I'm still trying to be strong, still stumbling along to people and to places that will take me where I need to be, find out who I'm calling me. Life has only begun and already I'm not sure if I can make it, but it's fine, I'm learning to fly - I'm saying goodbye to people and places that make me less than I can be."

DON'T FORGET TO BREATHE. 

Anson Sebra

What we can learn from birds. 

As always, 

Traci(ee), Tod and Cooper

x + y = z

x plus y doesn't always equal z. As a student we finally figure out to pull out all the unnecessary equations - the words that don't matter just put there to confuse us. So many words today that make no sense, often times I think my words don't make a drop of sense. 

Then - I come back to this... an incredible calendar from 1912. It speaks words. Longfellow.

Success

The talent of success is not more than doing what you can well, and doing well whatever you do without a though of fame. 

After I go to that - I always come home... to this.

Moving a little slow on this one - it has a lot of passion in it even though it's just a nine patch. My heart is currently heavy and I'm not sure there is a diet for that. However the truth is, this is the daily dog and I have two very beautiful amazing dogs, unbelievably beautiful.

As always, 

Traci(ee), Tod and Cooper

In the end, everybody talks to GOD...

My roommate tells me I scribble. That may be true, maybe my brain just scribbles as well, I'm not quite sure I agree. I listen to everything, what I don't want to remember I make myself forget. It takes me a minute to forget, but I have to believe in forgiveness. 

I need to continue working on Ethan's quilt so I'm not going to use pencil and paper today. 

I'm listening to this song by Aaron Lewis - 

EVERYBODY TALKS TO GOD...

He was sayin' Grace over a Tuesday blue-plate special. 

When the man in the next booth said, "Don't you watch TV? Don't you know that God is a myth? I hate to see you waste your breathe cause there ain't no use to talking' to a ghost that don't exist."

This prayin' man said, "AMEN" and looked up from his plate. And said you might not talk to God right now, but there's gonna a come a day. 

Cause whether you're a farmer in the field, praying for the rain, or you curse Him at the gravesite cause He called a loved one's name. You can blame Him, either way, you're gonna face HIM. Whether you believe in Him or not 'cause in the end everybody talks to GOD.

The man in the booth went quiet 'cause he didn't have a comeback.

So he shrugged it off and paid his tab and shuffled out the door and the praying man prayed for the man who drove away, hoping he would see the light before it got too late. 

But how he was to know he touched a non-believers soul. He got that conversations two red lights down the road.

Whether you believe in Him or not, in the end - EVERYONE TALKS TO GOD. 

 

So Thank YOU AARON LEWIS - I appreciate and am very thankful for you. This song hits so many triggers in my life. I hope one day to see you live. Not only are a lyrically awesome, you know the power of strings. 

 

 

My Gift - which is my curse...

I absorb energy. The past few years, actually the past several years the energy I have absorbed might actually be killing me. The winds out here have been incalculable, the sound of roofing, siding, construction - my ears literally bleed. I had just got use to the ridiculous noise and sound of the cars. All I can see and hear is negative energy. Unicorns do not exist, rainbows were stolen. Lay next to someone and feel their heart. Know their blood pressure, their angst, their fears, their joy - and absorb it, and figure out how you can be you again. Some say this is my gift - I say, it's my curse. 

As always, 

Traci(ee), Tod and Cooper

I Found KINDNESS...

I found kindness in a box of crayons. They were a $1.99, the best $1.99 I've spent - because I learned something. I learned the colors of kindness. 

I think the most I learned about today was the color orange. I think it's often neglected or sometimes just ignored. What it represents in all of our lives - we should never ignore the color orange. Truth is, we should never ignore any color - but orange, we take for granted. It's the sunset, it's the juicy fruit, it gets mixed up between red and yellow. 

JOY, WARMTH, HEAT, SUNSHINE, ENTHUSIASM, CREATIVITY, SUCCESS, ENCOURAGEMENT, CHANGE, DETERMINATION AND FUN. 

I do know a little bit about color. CMYK, RGB, Pantone. I guess maybe I left out orange. Maybe I never really appreciated it. 

I have a quilter's wheel for Pete's Sake. It does seriously serve a purpose. 

This is now my favorite color...

A warm hug. Wish I could pinpoint the exact breakdown of this particular color - I so wish I could. How exactly can I break down a warm hug. A WARM HUG - believe it comes from a dog. 

I found kindness in a box. 

That's How We Roll.

As Always,

Traci(ee), Tod and Cooper.

HUGS!

My Uncle Don...

He is definitely the son and the grandson of two amazing quilters. He is also the son of an amazing man. Probably not the most amazing man - but he was to me. He liked his whiskey and poached eggs and oh my GOSH his truck and the smell... he was my Grandpa and he was perfect to me. 

I received this in the mail...

It is imperfectly PERFECT. Walnut and maple. It's like a quilt, only it's a butchers block. One that I won't use -  I will always treasure it - AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT. This one is mine - no one can take this from me. 

I also received a letter from him. 

It is "said" that you can determine a person's qualities through their handwriting. We are talking about a man who loves to fish, hunt, and works with wood. Not quite sure you can figure him out through his handwriting. However, it's cursive... and I love it!

It's old school cursive - the L and the G - the A... 

Guess what - I love him.. 

Always have - always will -

He's my Uncle Don. 

He's right up there with my Dad. 

"It wasn't long after Don finished Christmas dinner he realized he ate too much turkey."

One of my most favorite cards that I designed - 

So thank you Uncle Don. 

However, whoever said diamonds are girl's best friend never had a dog. 

As always, (the daily dog)

Traci(ee), Tod and Cooper