Take a deep breath

After my morning meltdown, I went to the studio looking for some peace. On Dish TV there is a channel (199) with a mill on a rushing stream. Autumn trees are dropping their leaves and birds are chirping in the background. I listened to it for about an hour, sat in the sun outside and watched the real birds on the feeder and the fountain going about their business. Like the hymn says, consider  the lillies, they neither toil nor spin. Birds don't care, flowers don't care. I leave it to a higher power to sort it out. 

The last row was quilted by noon and the raffle quilt went home to get binding put on and get to raising money for the Blue Ridge animal shelter and fostering program.

Santa in his workshop with puppies and kittens

Panto: Twinkling stars

Nice red backing

Junkos, finches, tufted titmice, chickadees, sparrows and small woodpeckers all having their breakfast.

Followed by a quick bath with a friend

And a morning chat!

This customer turned a serene panel into a gift for her husband.

While I was quilting, I counted four trout hiding in the water. I scoured the picture for other hidden animals, but it was just the fish.

Panto: Rounded diamonds

The backing is this birch tree fabric.

I advanced a row on the custom quilt, making the tally of blocks left to do at twelve!

It was a hectic day, and I stayed busy with customers and more quilts coming in and some going home. I'm hand quilting the repair quilt again this evening. Mr Wazoo is tucked up in bed and Hallmark is on the TV with another formula Christmas movie. My lack of sleep last night has caught up with me.

I read Jo's Country Junction blog after supper, and her description of what voting meant to her was an inspiration. I feel a little better, but am still grappling with the chasm that divides us.

Tomorrow has to look brighter.