New Ideas
Here is a very interesting video showing the facial changes of our last 44 presidents:
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Wondering how your spending and saving compares to your neighbors? Thinking about moving to another neighborhood? Check out http://www.bundle.com/
Did you know we have a Used Books for Sale page? This is quilter-to-quilter. I don’t really get involved other than hosting the site. But if you are looking for a book or want to sell a book, check it out at http://quiltweb.com/used.htm
http://moninavelarde.com/newyears/
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(link suggested in Ami Simms newsletter – see her blog link to the right)
Mystery Quilt Clue Four
Join us at http://quiltbug.com/Free/crossed.htm
First Mystery Block
Linda Poole has a great article on her blog about traditional New Years Day celebrations. We started one ourselves in 2000 – the New Years Day mystery!
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Each year, I like to present a mystery that teaches something new – a new technique or ruler. This year I tackled Paper Piecing. It’s my most challenging mystery yet – join us at http://quiltbug.com/Free/crossed.htm!
Mary Nelson Zadrozney put together an excellent article on this subject. There are many ways to help others with your talents and so often these things don’t take much time. Her article lists the organizations that can use a variety of handmade items to offer comfort to babies, children, men, women, and animals in need, along with links to their websites. Don’t have time but still want to help out? Many of these organizations can use donations of supplies. Don’t forget your local animal shelters too; many of them have a continual need for soft blankets for the animals, cage covers, etc. You can read her article here: http://www.justimaginedesigns.com/helpothersarticle.html
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For those who like the challenge concept, there is also http://www.29gifts.org/ – creating positive change in the world by giving away your gifts of time, money, handmade items, smiles, kind words, etc.
The Road Less Traveled
STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING
By Robert Frost
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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
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My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
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He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
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The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
