Are we ready for October? Well the stores have by passed fall and are getting ready for Christmas. I’m still in fall mode and trying to get ready for a craft show.
I’ve been sewing in between water polo games, tennis matches, and soccer games that our grandkids have been busy with.
I finished another apron and some dish towels, along with little zipper pouches.
The pattern for the little pouches was taken from a blog, Melly Sews, which said that they only took 15 minutes to sew. Well I’m not good with written instructions and the very first one I made took me half day.
With persistence I am now down to about 25 minutes. These are great to keep your purse organized.
A Dia de los Muertos pillow for decorating.
The apron is a real simple one to sew.
And last but not least my dishtowel in fall colors.
Sew you see, I have been very busy. Having to sew many more things will keep me busy all month long.
A few months back I bought a denim jacket at Walmart for $7.00 which I thought was a great deal.
I didn’t need it, I just wanted it so that I could experiment with it. So I went out and bought some trim.
As soon as I was home I decided to pin the trim on. It looked good, so I decided to go ahead and sew it on.
Well this is how it turned out. Not sure if I like the look. The trim might be too big.
Maybe some more embellishments would make it complete, but in any case I’ll have to wear it now.
I might try it with leggings or my skinny jeans.
My Morning Glories always make my day when I’m in my garden. Their colors are so pretty.
I remember when I first planted them I was so excited when they first bloomed. Now I am finding them sprouting all around Mi Ranchito, as is my Mexican Primrose, which is very annoying.
Giving them up is not a choice only because they are so easy to grow and provide some awesome color and they survive our triple digit temperatures.
Have a happy weekend!
When I am fortunate enough to take a trip to my birthplace, Austin, Texas, I always make an effort to visit two very old cemeteries, Hornsby Bend and Jones Cemetery, where my ancestors are buried.
The road to Hornsby Cemetary was long and bumpy. We had to stop halfways to the cemetary because recent rains had made a big deep gulch right smack in the middle of the road, making it necessary for us walk the rest of the way in the sizzling, humid weather.
It might sound a little morbid, but I love to walk through these cemeteries, looking at grave stones that are so aged and sometimes broken.
I find myself wondering about the people that lived many years ago, and wishing that I had known my relatives.
At Hornsby Bend we found my grandfather, who died before I was born. His marker, a cross , was broken but the words were very legible.
Both cemeteries have an entrance sign stating that it is a Mexican Cemetery. On the other side of the fence is the cemetery for Anglos and down the road is where the African-Americans were buried.
So even in death they were segregated.
Fortunately a few things have changed , and people are not separated by race or color in the burying grounds.
Now they have a choice and some do choose the Mexican Cemetery because their families are buried there.
This is where we usually go to spend some time while camping, it’s called Dinkey Creek. It’s been my favorite spot for many years and my family shares my love for it.
I love the picture because of the reflection of the sky in the water.
The water was very cold but that didn’t stop us from getting in.
Standing on a bridge that runs over the creek I took this picture of the grandkids enjoying the icy water.
One of the favorite attractions at Dinkey Creek is the natural rock slide that kids as well as adults love sliding down into the clear water at the bottom.
I can’t wait till next summer!