Hello, Sunshine!!!
🌷🌷Tip toe through the window,
By the window that is where I'll be
Come tip toe through the tulips with me 🌷🌷
- Tiny Tim
Today I am tiptoeing through the tulips and doing a happy dance ! 🌷🌷🌷🌷💃💃
Eeeh my Summer Days quilt top is finished!!!!
I added the borders the other day using a lovely floral print from the Pioneer Woman collection. As soon as I completed it , I squealed with delight and ran outside with my quilt in arm looking for a place to hang it. Mr. Pinker was down at the garage working on the lawn mower.
"Hmmm Where can I hang this quilt ?" I said to noone in particular , but hoping my voice would carry all the way down to the garage. Only the birds chirped.
I looked over my shoulder to see if Mr. Pinker saw me but with all indications he just kept working at his task without nairy catching me in his sights. Oh, well.
"We have a million and one trees here in the holler, surely I can find one willing to cradle my quilt, " I said.
Mr. Squirrel nibbling away at a nearby birdfeeder nodded in agreement.
"Yoo. Hoo does any tree want to hold my quilt?" I chimed.
I then spotted the spindly redbud tree in bloom with the purtiest lavender pink flowers.
So I tiptoed through the English Ivy , daffodils and big yellow tulips.
With a jump and sling of my arm I threw the quilt over the limb of the redbud and 2 seconds later a gust of wind, blew it right back off.
"Oh bother , what a blustery day". I turned to look down the hill at Mr. Pinker, but he kept tinkering away. "Why hasn't he noticed me? " I wondered out loud ; normally if he spots me doing something with difficulty , he comes to my aid. I know I know the logical thing to do was to ask him for help, but ..... oh well. Any whoo!
Not to be deterred, I jumped like a mad rabbit and slung the quilt again and little Miss Redbud and Ole' Mr. Wind worked in tandem to shake my Summer Days quilt and sail it through the air and down to the ground.
Underneath my breath, I grumbled "Why do we not have a clothesline anymore? I just adore clotheslines!!" 😀
Soon an idea came to mind and I tip toed out of the tulips and pulled a patio chair over to the redbud . With a clip of a few clothespins , my quilt was secured to Miss Redbud .
"Wahlah!!!! I screamed ,"Take that Mr. Wind!!!" With gusto, Mr. Wind howled and roared back at me with hopes of blowing me off the rickety chair.
Spryly, I jumped back and off the chair , grabbed my camera and with a snippity snap, I was snapping photos as the wind huffed and puffed trying to blow my quilt away.
After my photo shoot, I turned around and looked back down the hill. Mr. Pinker was not giving me any indication that he saw me jumping and climbing nor that there was a quilt fluttering in the yard. Why hadn't he seen all of this ruckus? Oh, well, I thought.
I took down my quilt and did a little shimmy happy dance , stuck out my tongue to Mr. Wind and then hip hopped out of the flower bed. Merrily, I went on my way back into the house.
Later that night, Mr. Pinker sat down in the living room and said "Soooo what quilt was you hanging?" 🙄😳
Lol I just shook my head and smiled.
The quilt will be going into a hoop this weekend . It will be such a delight to quilt on this during the Spring and summer months as I reminisce sharing the blocks last year.
I truly appreciate the sweet Friday visit and for you taking the time to listen to my little tale.
Have a beautiful day and if I you have the chance to tip toe through the tulips and do a little happy dance! 😀🌷🌷🌷🌷💃💃
PS. With all his tinkering, Mr. Pinker fixed the lawn mower and was merrily mowing in no time. Little did I know that earlier he was looking over his shoulders at the house wondering why I wasn't coming to help him fix the lawn mower. Hee! Hee! 😄😆😜Lol now that is a tall tale!!!
As always,
Happy Stitching and Quilting, ya'll
Melisa
We can not direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails.
Hugs and Stitches!!! 🤗🧵
Dedicated to my dear sister, Amy . I love and miss you.
I am joining these lovely ladies' link parties. I hope you check them out; they always have so many wonderful projects going on and provide the opportunity for other needleworkers to meet.