...are a bit difficult to photograph, especially when the sun is turning the house next door the same color!
Most of the white varieties bloom at this time of year, which means that by Camellia Festival time (last weekend in Feb.) it's practically impossible to find the white ones for float decorating. This bush will be long past its prime by then!
I made two just like this. Actually this is the "back" side of the quilt--raggs typically get snipped and then washed and dried several times to fluff up the fringes, hence "rag" quilt. Because each block is two pieces of fabric with batting in between, and the seams are over an inch wide, it doesn't lay flat at this stage.
Stay tuned for the next exciting installment--after I get my house, myself, and my cats thoroughly covered in threads and lint during the snipping process. Still not quite sure if I want to wash and dry them at home, or in a commercial washer.
I do have to say I'm rather pleased with the layout of these blocks, considering what I had to work with in the way of colors and patterns!
Why yes, I do kick my shoes off and leave them under the desk. Isn't that why it has a shelf? (This is an old hotel desk--I've had it over 30 years and its previous family had it for a long time before that.)
Finally cranked up my "personal pie" baker tonight and made four little cranberry-apple tarts. Really ambitious project: of course, the baker did have to be seasoned...but the pie crust was ready-made, the pie filling came in a jar from Trader Joe's (thanks for the yummies, Aaron!), so the work involved was minimal.
Quilting at Sandy's is always fun, but tonight it was enlivened by some of the dogs' antics. Nora-the-iggie (Italian Greyhound) doesn't like to sleep alone so she squeezes in with the pugs--usually just one, but here she's gotten between two of them!
There are other pictures of the dogs on my Flickr page.
Tonight's sunset was absolutely spectacular. This was the best I could do while driving home--although the traffic almost stopped a couple of times, I had to "point and shoot" and not look!
One of those times w hen the 30-mile drive home has entertainment provided, thanks to the changing colors and the strange cloud formations. These clouds really did center on the setting sun. Odd, and oddly beautiful, too!
This picture evokes a phrase from an old country song that has haunted me for years:
"faded love and winter roses"
Don't remember who sang it, or even what came next. But the winter-stricken rosebushes, with a few brave blossoms hanging on and some scarlet rosehips leavening the desolation, tell the story. And the seedling Chinese elm tree reaching over the bushes?
Well, it's doomed. One way or another, it's out of there. My love for it faded before it ever grew this tall!
Edit Note: Looked it up. It's a Hank Williams song:
Faded love and winter roses always bloom in memory Faded love and winter roses yearning hearts that used to be
Will they meet again tomorrow where we parted yesterday Give me back the winter roses and the love you took away
Faded love and winter roses sprinkled with a lonely tear Faded love and winter roses still recall each yesteryear
Will I always be a dreamer dreaming of the used to be Faded love and winter roses live and die in memory
... and now I remember why I loved to listen to this song!