Pictures Of My Life- February 13

Well, another trip into the Attic Boxes.  And a visit to JoAnn's for the yellowish roll and the beige one to it's right.  Everything else is from the Attic.  Pinks (the many browns are not included in the picture as they are quite boring) but the furthest one before the block is an old favorite.  The print has birds.  I know some think bird prints are unlucky but I had used this same bird print (in a darker colorway) in another small quilt and sold it right off the library wall to a guy who kept coming back to look at it and decided he could not live without it.

I could not find any small print greens in my closet or the boxes.  It seems like I donated all of them to the Linus Project or simply used them up. The visit to JoAnn's will be the last...for fabric.  The selection was too horrible to even think about.  I actually shuddered a few times.

But the lack of greens means--I won't have to use greens.  The yellowish sprigged roll will sub in for the peach.  Same intensity and it looked good when I held it up to the blocks with peach points.

I found a book to read. Book one to the book I just finished.

My prescription for my inhaler is ready for pick up so I am off to the grocery.  Driving.  Myself. I  drove yesterday and it was like learning how to change lanes etc all over again.  Haven't driven since early December.  The snow, sun, headlights and those bad lenses--couldn't SEE.