I ain't got the blues

But I do have a third place.....

....which I am happy about.  

Autumn Rhapsody is quite large; I wasn't able to get far enough back for a full pic but this shows most of it, although the colours are more vibrant in real life.

Arboretum now has its own award, too.

They were hung facing each other.

So that's the show done and dusted for another year.

I treasure the comments I received from strangers; when we were walking back to the car this morning after picking up the quilts a woman stopped me to say how much she loved Autumn Rhapsody, which I was carrying.  She is not a quilter but had one of her paintings of autumn leaves hanging which also won an award in the painting section, so we congratulated each other.  Both of us are lovers of autumn, it seems!

On Friday I went along to see my quilts hanging and while there was talking to a couple of women, one of whom I know slightly.  She loved Arboretum, do you mind if I take a picture she said....not at all, I said, flattered to be asked....it should have won its section,  she said.  I suspect there may be an Arboretum quilt in her future; she would like to make a quilt for the caravan she and her husband own, but doesn't want pink and frilly.

There was jousting but the grounds where the show was held are quite vast, Kevin was having trouble walking around; we stayed in the main building and the jousting was in another building so, sadly, I missed seeing it.  

Ah well.  Ever upward and onward.

A highlight of our week was meeting up for lunch with Janice and Mick when they were passing through Tamworth on their way back from further out west.  We even managed show and tell in the middle of the restaurant - and Margaret, who quilted Arboretum for me, was also there having lunch with a friend that day.  That's the thing about country towns, you often see someone you know when out and about.

Is anyone else having trouble with comments on Blogger?  I have tried commenting on posts recently, the comment window comes up, I type my words, then it just sits there and the comment is not published.  Technical Stuff like that is above my pay grade, I'm afraid.  I read on another blog yesterday that the problem is fairly widespread.

How has everyone been this week?  Words have been read, stitches have been sewn.  There have been no appointments so no stitches have been knitted.  Songs have been plinked and sung.  We shopped.  We delivered and collected quilts. That is all.

I am getting used to driving the vee-hickle, and Kevin is getting used to being driven.  I suspect neither of us are happy about our roles in this, but that is how it has to be.

The weekly wattle, which seems to be nearly past its best now.

However, there are already little shoots getting ready for next year's flowering.

"The wedding ring.

All churches at present use the ring, and vary the sentiment of its adoption to suit the customs and ideas of their own rites.  A jewelled ring has been for many years the sign and symbol of betrothal, but at present a plain gold circlet, with the date of the engagement inscribed within, is generally preferred.  The wedding ring, a plain hoop of gold, is used at the church.  A jewelled ring is placed upon her hand by the groom on the way home from the church, or as soon after the service as is convenient.  It stands guard over its precious fellow, and is a confirmation of the first promise."

The darker blooms on our wattle are nearly the same gold colour as my plain-hoop-of-gold wedding ring.

Enjoy your days!

Jennifer