Oh Deer!

I busted out the Halloween stuff this past weekend.

I don't have very much of the ole orange and black,

but those toothy grins delight me.

(This isn't the best shot in the word, but it gives you a peek of my fluffball of a dog and my messy kitchen table, lest you think my world is as tidy as some pictures make it out to be.)

I got to spend some time this past weekend

working on the never-ending poppy quilt.

I'm not a quilter. No, I'm not being modest; I genuinely have no idea what I'm doing most of the time. However, I imagine myself quilting (and I have a vivid imagination), so I am learning the hard way as I go along. I'm discovering that maybe measuring isn't such a bad idea after all. I just have to do two more of the black and gray stripes then I'm done with the quilt top. At that point I'll seek the advice of a real quilter before I continue. Maybe.

It's been a pleasure to work on, but I'm ready to move on to the next quilty idea now. This has been a real test of my rather limited attention span. I'm hanging in there though. I'm a finisher.

Speaking of finishing stuff,

here's what sits on my work table today, awaiting my attention-

I was able to spend time on Monday making a bunch of new designs. Yay!

I'm afraid I'm already madly in love with this one-

Sometimes it's hard to let things go.