Scrap Happy Saturday -- The June Blues

I finally got out some blue scraps after being shamed out of using my orange scraps that I am STILL not done with... LOL.  Here's five Sand Castle block (a Bonnie Hunter pattern.)  They aren't all super dark blues, but blue none the less.

...and here's the last of the orange 4-patches for now.  You can see that I really needed to get some fun colors into the blocks above.  I'm almost out of purples and pinks already.  Those months should be coming... right?  Hint hint, Angela!  I'm still working on my orange sand castle blocks as well.

I'm linking up with Angela at SoScrappy for the RSC19.

It other news, we have had SUNSHINE in Ohio for two days!!!  I could mow and my husband re-dug the washed out ditch and culvert last night and was able to grade the driveway today.  Ahhh.  I love a fresh graded driveway.  My hubby knows how to keep me happy. :)

I don't post that many pictures of my husband.  He's a little camera shy.  Don't worry... he is wearing shorts!  They blend in with the tractor a little.  I love the Discovery Channel show called Naked & Afraid.  LOL.  I am so blessed to have him as a partner in life. 

Last night was a great night for playing baseball.  Here's my favorite catcher.

Here's what it looked like after I mowed the muddy yard.  Some of the fancy allotments have fancy mowing stripes.  I have muddy brown stripes.  I love living out where we can't get cable or natural gas.  800 feet from the main road is fine with me.

My grandma was a quilter.  She was very talented and won many ribbons at the Ohio State Fair.   She passed away in 1975, but I am proud to say that she is the grandparent that I relate to the most -- my quilting, my thrifty heart, my crafts, my cooking, my chickens, my canning, my gardening, my spirituality...There is a little bad blood in our family.  I didn't get the things that were supposed to be divided in the will.  That's water under the bridge.  Every once in a while I find something tucked into a box that was regarded as "junk" from another family member.  This week I found her songbook from the 1950's.  It has things tucked in there in her handwriting and newspaper clippings and sewing/quilting patterns.  I believe that NOTHING happens by chance.  I believe that everything is perfectly timed by God.  I was meant to find this book this day.  Oh the sentimental value of this book.  I love it.  It will be at my sewing desk for quite a while.  It's amazing that the songs she loved in church are also some of the songs that I love in church.