It took 2 days, but I finally got it right.

For some reason, every time I work on something electrical, it takes 3 times longer than normal.

 The corner light off the front porch has not worked well for over a year.  After finding several new lights in a porch bin, I decided to replace the original.

Multiple trips up and down the ladder ensued.  This light was wired in, screwed in, and tested not once, but twice.  And still one bulb would not work. 

 On the second day, I cut a rubber gasket from a car mat, chose a second fixture, aligned the holes correctly, taped it together, and went up the ladder once again.

 Wired everything in very securely, and standing at a precarious angle, screwed the whole thing down.  The extra gasket helps seal the fixture well, preventing moisture from entering.

 Climbed back down, turned it on, and finally . . . it worked.

 It's a long drop on this side of the house.  After falling off a small ladder 3 weeks ago and hitting the cement floor, ladders are not my favorite thing right now.  However, the gutters needed cleaning badly, so it had to be done.

The last of the pumpkins have been picked.  It's been so warm, they were allowed to grow a bit longer.  This year, the plan is to bury them in the garden in one location and mark the spot so I know where the seedlings will start coming up come spring.

Halloween is over with Thanksgiving fast approaching.  That means Christmas is coming up fast.  Oh boy, I'd best get busy.

Until then, keep stitchin' . . .

Just like Bilbo, we set off for an adventure

this morning to the Mennonite Market.

 They no longer had potatoes; however, since it was warm through October, plenty of other vegetables were available.

 These pink porkers will no doubt provide a holiday feast.

 Twin lambs, too cute.

 Notice this friendly bovine had her head through the fence wire. 

 But wriggled back out once I got closer.

 Coming home through the Ocoee gorge, the last of Fall color whizzed by.

 Thankfully, I wasn't driving, just taking pictures.

 If the day had been a bit less cloudy, they would have shown up better.

Ahh well, it's always nice to view the best of mother nature on the other side of the mountain.

Until then, keep stitchin' . . .

Home, home on the range.

Today is my day off, yeah!

 Time for rest, relaxation, and a bit of blogging.

Thought I'd share some of the color sequence going on both inside and outside this part of the country.

 "One Patch" was begun 5 years ago, fully assembled 4 years ago, and patiently waited in the closet.

 From the big cupboard, 3 different pink floral prints were pulled for backing, 11 yards total.

I need to raise the pinning table even further to ensure the top stays off the floor.  It's a BIG quilt.

 An early morning appointment took me to a new local where this lovely

 example of nature captured my attention.  Morning mist was rising in the background with the heat of the sun.

 A long-awaited finish.

 Trying to capture the couching done among the border cables was tricky.

 All the while changing my ISO as the sun was going down.

 But you get the idea.

 I hope.

I'm still not sure if I'm going to keep this one or sell it.  Time will tell.

That's all the news from this side of the mountain.  Where ever Fall finds you, be sure to go outside to enjoy some of the sparkle of it.

Until then, keep stitchin' . . .

Definitely blue.

Deciding on the binding color was easy.

 A deep purple blue stops the eye and contains the multi-color 25-patches.

For the first time, I tried an idea suggested by Rahna of Blooming in Chintz.  She recommended finishing the quilt edge with a zigzag stitch, washing it to shrink, then adding the binding to create a cleaner finish.  I'm very pleased with the results.

When it cools off a bit more, there'll be time to sit down and hand sew the binding down.

Other colors await us outside, just a short hike away.

Until then, keep stitchin' . . .

Air conditioning in October?

Tropical storm Nate is bringing us rain and sticky humidity.  So instead of cleaning on my day off, I'm forced to quilt. . . . rough, I know.

The length of time between sewing the top and quilting . . . is it procrastination or indecision?

Perhaps a bit of both.

 Original quilting plans involved swirling, intricate feathers.

Emulating Amish simplicity, an off-center line does the job.

I'm happy with this and will be even happier when it's done!

Until then, keep stitchin' . . .