Fri. & Sat. were not spent sewing.......oh how I wish! Instead, 'the husband' is preparing to sell his year old BMW motorcycle......and being VERY particular about his toys......he felt it necessary to get a 6,000 mile check up before showing it.
Sigh.....the dealer is 2 hours away....that's ONE way via the fastest route. Unfortunately, the work couldn't finished in one day so I had to follow him in the car for the drive home. We returned on Sat. to pick it up....but it wasn't completed when we arrived......so we had to waste time shopping.
I purchased a frame and spent today matting my newest felt piece. Will share a photo tomorrow....I'm pleased.
Back to the reason for my silence......about 4:00 PM on Sat. we headed back home....the LONG way over the mountains in SC and then the mountains in NC. This route is very scenic and much loved by bikers as you can see. I took this photo from my front windshield while driving....scary.....there's a curve about every 30 seconds. 'The husband' (the last one in the line of other bike nuts) I'm sure is grinning ear to ear.....he LOVES riding....and is terribly disappointed that I refuse to even get on the thing. Maybe that's why he kept this one in the first place instead of selling it when he got an even bigger machine in early summer....I think he wanted me to ride it myself! NOPE........










Naturally, I began in the back....I don't remember this tool being so heavy......the first thing I did was to gouge a big mark in the upper right leg, just beneath the top. It took 6 hours to complete the job....my arms and hands ached terrible but I was grateful we had this hand tool.
Now...here's what I'm talking about....this is the look I wanted but it took an amazing amount of time, patience and control.








These 10" ceramic tiles replaced the expected photo or framed art on the (bed) wall in the master bedroom. Objects were embedded into each tile. It's the work of 



















The family home had fallen into a state of disrepair until a foundation bought the property and began to restore it in early 2000. Today, fans can tour the home and enjoy a 4 day Bluegrass festival on the grounds every October.
Inside, furnishings, photos, and other memorabilia gave one a real sense of his younger years. His mother died when he was only 9, then when Bill was 16 his Dad passed away. Young Monroe had to leave the family home to find work elsewhere, but he never forgot this special place.



