Cookies ....

Not totally sure what happened on Friday.
One minute I was happily sitting at my sewing machine and the next I was baking cookies!
Perhaps it went something like this..

"Good that is that part of the Quilt done - time to have a Cuppa and a Cookie - yes I'd like a cookie with that cuppa tea".
No cookies in the jar only crumbs of broken shop bought biscuits.

While the Kettle was boiling I found myself flipping through the pages of the old recipe book.

About 2 hours later I found myself taking the 12th tray  of cookies (Yes, you read right TWELVE) out of the oven.
The thing that amazed me the most was, not that I baked 12 trays of cookies but - I discovered  I actually own 11 cookie trays, and by using every single one of them, I was able to create an assembly line which involved wiping down and putting away the cold trays while there were still cookies baking.

I ended up taking the last batch out of the oven just as DH walked through the door - into a CLEAN kitchen!

HE put the Kettle on
and I FINALLY
got that Cuppa ...
and a Cookie!

Shattered...

Anyone who has ever gone beyond this page of my blog and wandered around the static pages would have read the story entitled "A Quilt with No Name".  

April 22nd, 2010 was the defining moment in this quilt's design. 

It was the day our world 'hit a brick wall' and shattered, irreparably - forever.

I felt this quilt had a powerful message to tell 

- so I entered in it Quilt Showcase.

It is dedicated in Memory of my Nephew Mark (26)

and to every family who have lost loved ones
as the result of a workplace accident.