Tuesday, January 3, 2012

A new year...

I always like to start a new year, like turning over a new page in a book, buying new calendars, looking at a whole year of days...and thinking, I'm blessed to be alive to see 2012 and hope to see then end of 2012 in as uneventful a year as my last. This does not always happen, as some of my close friends know...lol.

The picture to the left is taken from a quilt made for a friend whose mother was dying of cancer and wanted to leave her grown daughter a quilt. She chose my Canadian Folk Art quilt design and this is one of the blocks from this quilt. Just thought it would add some cheer to the board in what is, here in southern Canada, a bitterly cold night...so cold the rafters are snapping in the attic and Annie, unused to the cracking noise, is busy barking at it.

New Years was thankfully quiet...a friend in for supper, some laughter, a glass of cognac and himself returning from the airport where he picked his son up flying in from Costa Rica and a holiday. Just the usual stuff and nothing special.

The beginning of each year is a slate wiped clean and I wonder what life will write on our slates. Hopefully, it will all be positive for us all and hopefully, the land down under in New Zealand will stop jiggling under Marion's feet. The stress there must be all pervasive with the aftershocks and earthquakes.

Rosey, who still remembers who she is on the board...some days it gets hard to remember just who I am...!!

2 Comments:

At January 4, 2012 at 1:18 PM , Blogger Sara in Florida said...

Rafters snapping? Do you mean they are cracking, or just expanding and contracting? How cold is cold to you? It got down to 25F here last night. Burr, that is cold. Had to cover up the tropical plants, just took the covers off about 30 min. ago. It is now 47 and sunny.
Got the oil changed, bought DD coffee, running errands.
Sara in Fla.

 
At January 6, 2012 at 8:02 AM , Blogger RoseyP said...

sara, I think it was below zero Farhenheit (always SP?? that word)...Freezing is 32F. Take it down from there to zero. That is cold and yes, rafters, whatever upstairs in the attic seem to contract when it's very, very cold. So cold, the dogs can't walk outside for long without their paws crippling up and they can't walk.
Rosey

 

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