It is exciting when we are teased with a slight break in the extreme summer heat, especially when a little rain returns after a month. My purple face is almost back to normal color from my fall three weeks ago and I've been cleared by my eye doctor and dentist. Now to just avoid little curbs and uneven places. Linda reminds me "Eyes on Path."
Cats are not the only things with nine lives around my house. I admit to letting the carrots burn to a crisp and managing to get the pot clean. But this mishap with a can of hairspray was a surprise event that I had nothing to do with. The spray looked like a candle that had melted and dripped down the side.
|Carrots burned to a crisp|
|Pot clean and shining|
|Hairspray acting like a candle|
My good friend Virginia McGee Butler took her nine-year-old grandson to see my Festival Fibers exhibit during Festival South in June. He is very artistic and enjoyed the quilted art pieces. She shared a photo of his frog drawing later, and I enjoyed depicting Owen's Frog in fabric.
|Owen's Frog Drawing|
|Owen's Frog Quilt|
|Elizabeth waiting for me in the bedroom|
|Outdoor kitty enjoying her meals in the garage|