Quilted Address Number Rock, and The Girls

Morning!

Here it comes!!
Jan. 10, 2025
6:02am

 

6:32 am



Wow....its really covering and 
coming down, fine, wet and a 
lot of it!!

And as I typed the above,
I realized it was 7:03 am,
one hour of snow pics below
to see how it can cover 
in no time.




Roads are covered.

NEVER.....do I recall
all 95 counties in TN.,
all of TN schools closed 
for one snow. 


Okay....
moving on.

When I was in the mountains
at my brothers cabin I spotted 
an amazing rock from the deck
in the creek.
Told my SIL that I wanted to grab
one for her and one for me,
to paint our house numbers
on. So, I ventured in to the 
creek and got the rocks I spied.

This is the one I picked out for
the cabin house number.


17.5 inches from point to point,


and the other side point to point
is 11 inches.

I did not want to just paint
the number on the rock and 
with Lori being a quilter
I wanted to paint a quilt
pattern on hers.
I took a pic in town of 
a quilt pattern on a building,
and decided to copy that
pattern to Lori's rock.
 
Then I painted the house 
number over the top of 
that.

Gotta pick up some sealer, 
I ran out doing the great
grands chairs for Christmas, 
and apply several coats
to Lori's rock.
Now, to decide what
I want to put on my rock.

I started this post earlier
today and did not finish, it 
is not 1:40 am, and I can't sleep.
At 12:30 I was cleaning the
laundry room.
  I give myself an hour and 
if I have not gone to sleep I 
get up. But as I laid there and 
could not sleep my 
mind kept racing from one
thought to the other.
The other was, for 
a fleeting minute, what 
I think I have decided for 
my rock.
I might not add the house
number across it, 
it might just read, "there's
no place like home"!
You see, if I do that, I can
always pick up another 
great rock on my next trip 
to the mts. The creek is full
and its forever changing. 

I have blogged before that I 
am a big fan of 
The Wizard of Oz.
On the front door of 
my home of 28 years, 
I had that saying, 
"there's no place like home".
That saying came to me 
when I was unlocking my
door after a seven day 
visit in Calif. 
I loved my visit, but
we all know, that there
is not place like home.

When I moved to my childhood
home, I also painted it 
on the front door.

Because I was going home
to live again.
I also did something I 
said I would never do, 
I got a tat with that on 
my leg. 
 
So, being that is a thing
I do, it was also one 
of the first things I did
when moving to my 
forever home last yr. 

Who knows, I could change
my mind, but probably not!

Cooler temps bring the 
girls hanging in the same
room with their mom.



I have to laugh at this 
little gray ball, if I 
am sitting near her, she 
has to reach out and 
touch me. She does it
all the time.
I LOVE IT.


The holidays are done and 
over so my door decor 
has been taken down.
I keep trying to remember
to go to my stash and pull 
out something for the front door.
We are kinda between 
holidays so I will probably
put my J back up. 

Do you always keep something
on your front door?
Pam











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