This home, each brick loving placed, one on top of the other, tells a story all it's own. A few of the bricks are crooked, some patched and the tin awning is falling apart. The splintered boards and rusty pipes tell of years of neglect but wait . . . I can see that tin in a lobby as a cashier's awning, the bricks as the base and the fence and some old boards surrounding it . . . I think I just found the things we need to build something fun. More on that later.
As we went through Globe, AZ we paused on a side street and there was an abandoned building surrounded by this wonderful fence. I really wanted to just roll it up and take it home but there was no one to ask permission of . . . darn.
We stopped in Central, Arizona on our way home and there was the beautiful Temple being built. It is a Temple for the LDS Church. It will be a sacred house of worship, when done. I has been placed by the highway so that all who pass by will see it's beauty. I love to see the Temple . . .
It is yet early but the fabric calls to me . . . I am off to make a fall quilt, just for fun.
Happy Quilting,
Nancy
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