One of the first things I did this morning was check the rose bushes for any signs of foul play, and although I did note a few deer nibbles most of the buds and flowers were still there, which made me exuberantly happy. Another thing I just noticed is, there isn't an aphid in sight either. They're usually prolific this time of year because I don't like putting systemic in the ground. It's amazing, I didn't see a single bug. The leaves are beautiful and shiny, no brown spot from the damp we've had either which is also pretty typical in this climate. I'm telling ya, we may be onto something here with The Misters magic concoction. I asked him again about the recipe over lunch yesterday. We were *dining alfresco on the terrace* just enjoying the warm spell of weather we're having. He comes home for lunch every day, and I usually make something or have a pot of soup ready and we sit and nosh and chat awhile. Anyway, he was pleased to hear the news that the magic smelly stuff was working and said he'd dig up the recipe for me to share if all goes well.
So, I'm still thinking about dolls a lot right now, because what's a wee doll quilt without a wee doll? Miss Kitty has been dancing around in my head for sometime now, and I thought it was about time I got her out of my daydreams and onto the dance floor. I made the pattern for this doll many, many years ago, when there were babies in my life, my own, and those belonging to friends, and I was sewing quite a bit, and one day I just started making these crazy little colorful cloth dolls as teething toys. The long arms and legs were easy for tiny hands to hang onto and they could be tossed into the washing machine. They weren't made as fancy as this one, no tutu or flowers or dangling strings obviously, but the faces were embroidered with crazy expressions and they were silly and fun and I made SO many, sold them at craft fairs and gave them to my mother-friends (and their babes) as gifts. I recently ran across the pattern again, (I save everything; to my credit and dismay), and decided to revamp it a bit and this is what I came up with. My dancing queen. (Insert ABBA song.) In red toe shoes, naturally. Uh, I think I hear more doll prancing up there in the attic space of my brain trying to get out now. Maybe Miss Kitty needs a dancing partner, yes?