A daily record of gratitude; from quilting to photography to a mix of technology, books, movies and the musings of life!

Welcome to my Blog of my daily gratitude and photo of the day!

Since January 1, 2012, my goal is to write a daily sentence or two about gratitude of the day and to include one photo (at least) that I took that day (but will add others from time to time). It has defintely been a challenge every day throughout the past three years, but I welcome the challenge again this year 2015. I hope you will continue the ride with me!

Sunday, January 22, 2017

You are Never too Old

To learn a new thing, or two. There is no "race" to education, and it's a life long "sport"! Take for example, coding...like HTML. My husband decided to take a spin at it and take an on-line course. It's all "fun and games" for the first lesson or two, and then they put the real hurt on where it gets hard and you are left scratching your head, but, hey, you are learning something new, right? So kudos to  learners on new and interesting stuff! You are never to young or old to learn!

Photo of Bill hard at work learning HTML....

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Proud American Woman

Let me start out my post today that I am thankful for the US Constitution and the First Amendment including the Freedom of Speech, that covers all the brave folks who marched around the nation and  world for Human Rights for everyone! 

But as I scrolled through social media outlets today (and let me add, what a day!!!), I came upon one written by a "Sister" Cancer Fighting Warrior Mom, Allison Hopkins Soussi-Tanini, who eloquently stated the following:

"Proud to be an American woman today.  Proud of all our sisters from my local community and around the world who marched today in support of personal and human rights for ALL.  If we can all remember that we are on this planet together regardless of politics, borders, race or religion, we can respect each other at the human level.  I may not have physically been marching with you today, but my heart and soul shares your hopes and desires for peace as we enter into new and uncertain times.  Together we will continue to thrive in peace and love. Yes, we can!"

I would like to thank Allison for giving me permission to post this today and now pray for continued peace as we all move forward....day by day.


Friday, January 20, 2017


 I am thankful that the transition of power from President #44 to President #45 went "smoothly", and our democratic process that we hold so dear was broadcast around the world to show that it can be done, and done well.

BSoleille! The bright side of being born in the United States of America!

Thursday, January 19, 2017

Bronze Baby Shoes

Since today is considered in many social media forum's "Throwback Thursday", I wanted to toss out a photo of me on my first birthday, along with the first pair of shoes I wore, dipped in bronze. It was the "thing" back in the day to bronze baby shoes, though, I have not carried on that tradition into my own family. How I got to thinking about this whole phenomenon was that a tshirt quilt client came by the house this week, and immediately glanced up to the top of the china cabinet and noticed the brass shoes "peeking" out from it's perch. She said I was only the second person she knew who even had such an item (young lady that she is!), and I even forgot it was actually up there and never paid close attention to it.

So I brought down the dusty photograph and shoes for closer inspection. Of course, I do not remember that day, but I still have that red dress (handed down to me after two younger sisters who wore it, and then "The Best Daughter"). Somewhere I have a photo of "The Best Daughter' in the same dress on her first birthday too, sans bronze shoes.

So raise your hand if you had one of these, or do you even remember those bronze shoes keepsakes? I had to look it up and there is still one company out there that does it (American Bronze Company), and has been since 1934! They can re-dip if the "bronze" is decaying and peeling....

BSoleille! The bright side of a "found" keepsake!

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Manufactured Sunshine

When life throws you lemons, the proverbial saying goes, we make lemonade. As a quilter, when life throws out scraps, we make scrap quilts. And when "life" has no, or little sunshine, I learned quickly, I "need" to manufacture my own kind of "sunshine"!

So this quilt top I recently finished was a true labor of love, and not only for the "completed" project (still needs to be quilted). For you see, I truly forced myself to sew this top throughout a very trying time: weary weather, waiting for Ryan's pathology report and, simply, a dreary world, literally and figuratively. I never turned my machine off for basically a week, though I wanted to on many occasions, because I knew this was of utmost importance that I continue on, as if "everything is going to be fine".

And as I have realized through the years, it's the melodic and humming sound of my machine that soothes my family's soul, especially Ryan"s. In our very tiny corner of the world, if Mom is sewing and creating something with her fabric, things are "normal", with hope and comfort profoundly felt.

Practically overnight, this quilt has skyrocketed to the top of "meaning a lot to me", and has become a symbolic meaning of manufacturing your own sunshine during the darkest of days.

I am thankful it is "almost" done, and will be entered in my quilt guild's upcoming quilt show in March of 2017 (more info later)!


Photo of "Manufactured Sunshine"

Monday, January 16, 2017

Baby Bib

So the "organizational kick" I am still on spilled over to my sewing studio, AKA back bedroom that used to be a guest room, that holds my Long-Arm sewing machine and all my fabric! I will be the first to admit that it's a tight squeeze in there, but I typically know where everything is located. However, there are a few things I do hunt for on occasion, as I did today, and practically tore the room apart looking for one specific tool I needed.

In the course of finding said tool, I came across a whole bunch of other stuff I no longer need or want, and a red soccer bag that I have not opened since 4/9/2013. How do I know this?  I marked the bag with a post-it note. I rationally thought: do not open it because it has been almost four years since it's last opening, and put it in the donation pile right quick. But, my curiosity got the better of me, and I peeked in, albeit, reluctantly. Lots of random stuff that was totally weird (like a naked Brat doll, and a porcelain Santa Christmas ornament!), and then, in the dark recesses of the bag, out comes a stained baby bib I have not seen in over 20 something years (my kids are 22 and 24!). I certainly do not remember it from the 2013 "opening",  so I took a photo of it, and then promptly threw it in the trash. I cannot believe that bib has hung around all these years....?


Sunday, January 15, 2017

Turnpike of Winter

When you live in a state or region of the country that gets legitimate four seasons of weather, doesn't winter seem like a toll road or turnpike to warmer days of spring, summer and early autumn? No one likes to pay the tolls of the turnpike, but we have to, and only use it to get to your true destination.  The same goes for winter (except those who love the cold and snow, I apologize). We need to get through cold, sleet, snow, and sometimes even a blizzard, to get to those sweet days of spring. Once we gut out the dark winter days, somehow we instinctively know that warmer days are ahead for lighter moods, and lighter clothes...and I am thankful for the "planning" down that turnpike to sun and fun!

BSoleille! The bright side of longer days (with sun) already...