12 / year

Well, so much for 12 / year. I totally blew off the month of September, and if you are my one reader following me in this photo diary, my apologies {wink}.


~~ September ~~

 I started September with many craft projects and many rosaries to repair. My parish puts a notice in the bulletin once a month with my offer to repair rosaries for free. People also find me on the internet. This one pictured I was working on was from California. At one point I had several bags -- gallon-size zipper bags -- on my dining room, table full of broken rosaries. They are finally all finished. I actually love working on these old rosaries -- I love the feel of the beads and the crucifix -- ones that have been prayed and prayed and prayed. I love that Mary uses me for her work.

The little girl quilt I sent to my younger cousin Amy for her baby Margot Jillmarie.

I started with the red, green and pink butterfly fabric and built around it. I was going to just go with pink, green and white, but Noah said I had to use red because she's a Cincinnati baby (Go Reds!).

And this is the baby mobile I made for Margot. It's kind of quirky, but I love the little birdies. The colors match the colors of bedding in Margot's room, but I think they are good colors for any baby's room, even a boy (Margot's future siblings).

I finally took photos of the living room (post new wood floor and new upholstered furniture).



It looks kind of crowded in these pictures, but I don't think it feels that way. 
More like cozy.










You can see in this photo, in the corner of the adjacent dining room, I placed a matching chair, so when we need more seats, we can pull it in. This is a huge increase in seating for us, as before we had two chairs and one love seat. It will be great when we have family over.







~~ October ~~

Our field trip to the Velvet Ice Cream Mill.

My oldest -- 24 years old. Unbelievable that I have been a mother for 24 years. My mother-in-law reminded me on his birthday that when she first saw Geoffrey, she thought it was funny how Doug and I handled him like a little, China doll. He was my little doll, and I was terrified of hurting him. I guess I think that's the way it should be.

Fall upon us

Three ordinary jack-o-lanterns (no parental supervision involved).

The third one got a little lot sick -- too much candy, I think.

One of the three Musketeers, before she got soaked. The wettest Halloween on record, I believe.




And that's all for September and October. (I promise to be timely in November, Ana Maria.)