Faith, Folklore, and Friends

But the Lord is faithful. He will establish you  and guard you against the evil one. 2 Thessalonians 3:3

  Award-winning fashion designer Billy Reid has stores in New York, Chicago, Charleston, Houston, etc, but  his company's headquarters is here in Florence, Alabama, his wife's hometown. Every year, he gives us a weekend of music and art. This year, it is Shindig #8. Yesterday, it was a free concert in Wilson Park featuring: Charlie Mars Tony Joe White  Donnie Fritts Jerry Douglas and the Earls of Leicester From the swamp to bluegrass--we loved it all.  Thanks, Mr. Reid.

Butterflies on tithonia...... . . . because who doesn't need a little beauty today?

Yet the  Lord  will command his lovingkindness  in the day time, and in the night his song  shall be with me, and my prayer unto the  God of my life. ~Psalm 42:8

Those of you who know me well know that I'm just not a beige kind of woman. I am not afraid to use red in my quilts.  I don't make many without a little red to liven things up. At antique auctions, I have noticed that the red quilts always sell first and are the most expensive. Apparently, I'm in good company. Yesterday, I finished machine quilting this string quilt with red fabric.  I made the quilt top a couple of years ago by piecing large string blocks, cutting them into half square triangles, and adding the red fabric to complete it. Can you see the windmills?  Which did you see first, the red ones or the scrappy ones? Just curious.  I always see the scrappy ones first.   I wash my red or any bold color fabric before I use it to see if it will fade;  a lesson I learned by experience from my early quilting days.  

Last Saturday, Hub and I didn't have anything we had to do, so we decided to spend the day at an estate auction that wasn't too far from where we live. It was a beautiful day, and lots of people were out.   Some were looking for antiques, some wanted farm equipment, and some were looking for bargains. There were lots of books,   lots of good books, but my bookshelves are full.   Sigh .  Moving on. I have a set of china like this, so I thought I might buy these to add to it.  Nope.  Someone wanted it worse than I did. These sales always remind me that someday, strangers may be looking and touching all the treasures that we have now.  In the last few years, I have decreased the amount of goodies I had in storage in the basement, but it would still be a challenge for my family if Hub and I died suddenly. It is hard to get rid of things that give us comfort, like books and pottery and quilt...