November UFO Number

The number to work on for November is:

#9

For me, that’s Dandelion Parade and that’s another one that I haven’t seen in quite a while and it isn’t going to get finished!


Vince’s Version

Just to prove to you that life is anything but normal at our house, tonight Vince and I were talking about my Little Red Hen blog post.  He looked at me funny and I said “You don’t know the story of The Little Red Hen, do you?  He assured me that he did know the story.  I said . . fine, tell it to me.

First, he told me that she went to town with the three little pigs.  No, Vince, that is not correct.

Then he remembered . . The little hen was real pretty and thought she could get everything she wanted because of her beauty.  No, Vince, that is not correct either.

I had to read him the real story about The Little Red Hen.  I surely hope he remembers it this time.  I guess when I’m reading kid stories to Adalina some day, I’ll have to make sure Vince hears them too and we definitely will not let Vince tell her any stories!

 

Nicole’s Choice

Nicole has asked for a queen sized quilt.  This is a quilt that will be used and washed often.  Not that it matters . . not even sure why I threw that in there.

I sent her drawings of three possibilities.  She may choose one of these or she may not like any of them.  Of course, she can choose whatever colors she wishes.

The first one I sent her has no borders.  Before I came up with border ideas, I wanted to see if she likes it.

The second one I sent has plain borders but I may change to a pieced border if she likes the quilt.

And the third, which isn’t bright but the colors could be changed, is this:

Which would you choose . . and don’t base it on the colors please.  Those are so easily changed.

Louise Update

When there’s something wrong with the chickens, either real or perceived, they make the most horrible screeching sound.  It may be something as simple as a scary leaf blowing by or a weird bird circling too closely.  I’ve never gone out to find a dog or coyote or anything like that.  I once found an empty charcoal bag blowing by.  Vince had left a near empty bag on the front porch and the wind blew it over, the few lumps of charcoal had tumbled out and the bag was spooking the chickens.  It’s easy to pinpoint where to look because they’re ALL standing their with their necks stretched out, looking in the exact same direction.

This morning I was working in the kitchen and heard their distress cry and went running out.  As happens almost always, I saw nothing.  I always check on the Dominique chickens first because they’re running loose and most vulnerable to predators.  They were fine.  I walked over to check for eggs in the Dominique house and then, just for heck of it, raised the egg door to the bantams and Louise was off the nest.  First time I’ve seen her off in 10 days.  I know she gets off but just for short periods to get water and food.  Here’s what she’s setting on.

Eight eggs.  I wonder if the four back eggs are the ones she’s planning to hatch and the four front eggs are the ones that she’s confiscated from Tiffany.  I would have thought they would all be closer together and in a little circle but . . what do I know?

And, here the three of them are out discussing the events of the day.  Thelma, Louise and you can barely see Tiffany’s brown tail feathers.  It isn’t dark outside . . it had the flash off and was afraid if I took time to turn it back on, Louise would run back and get on the nest and I would miss getting the picture.

Considering how horribly unsanitary chickens are, I cannot figure out how Thelma and Louise manage to stay so perfectly white!  I never see a spot on those two.