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I was playing on my computer this morning, something I rarely do.   I hit some buttons at the bottom of my Windows screen, just to see what they would do.  Often that does not work out well for me.

I clicked on a circle and found Cortana, who is like Siri.  So I asked some random questions, like how is the weather in Timbuktu.  After I exhausted all my questions, I wondered if I could ask Cortana to open a photo, so I suggested a photo.  But I don't normally name photos so I randomly asked for an image number.

To my surprise, Cortana asked how I wanted to open the photo, and one of the suggestions was Snip and Sketch.

Oh, goody, more buttons to push!

It is a program that was uploaded in October 2018 during a maintenance upload.

And it is pretty cool.

It draws stuff on top of your photos, documents and various and sundry other things.

Here is my masterpiece from today.  Patriotic Bird was my guinea pig.   I think I can use this.  If I can remember I have it.

Wouldn't it make a great quilting motif idea generator?  I have to figure out how to control the images coming into the program.  This was actually a small portion of a larger photo.  But that can be worked out.

Interesting, huh?

We Call Her Just In Time Julie

My Bird Quilt has spent the last few weeks living with Julie of Me and My Quilts at Liberated Bird Camp.  She was teaching a class from Lynne Tyler's Liberated Birds in MO.  

Check out her class peoples here

They also participated in her Trunk Show.  So it got some fine ogling in the country's midsection.  

My Birds arrived home just in time for me to call Sharon and beg her to let me enter them a bit late into the Kaleidoscope of Quilts Show.  Of course, she was persuadable and The Daily Bird is going to hang alongside the fabulous quilts of the Sassi Stripper Guild.

And here is a piece of history.  Do you know what we were doing two years ago?  August 14, 2016 was the FEMA Flood Event.  It is hard for me to believe it has been two years.  I want to say "only two years" but then I also want to say "two years already".  

Not necessarily my favorite photo from that month, but here are a few of the ones that stick out in my mind.

Here is my sweet Chloe riding in one of the boats as we  evacuated down Jones Creek coming from the roads in our subdivision.  We were stunned at this point, having spent the night in the house with the water rising.  

Our worst nightmares.  We never thought our house would flood.  Our families have been in New Orleans for 3 generations, none of them have ever evacuated during any storm ever.  We are were the first.  

And when we left, we left with three bassets and two back packs.  One filled with Frank's important papers and the other filled with dog food and a bowl.  

That is all we took.  Oh, and toothbrushes.  I remembered to bring toothbrushes, no toothpaste however.  Just toothbrushes. 

Here is what my house looked like as we left.  That is my neighbors mailbox.  I am standing on my neighbor's front porch looking at my house.  

I remember feeling nothing.  Just nothing.  And I felt nothing for a long, long tim

The pile of what is left of my house sat out in the front yard until the claw machine came along to take it to the landfill along with all the other houses on the street.  What was left was drained, dehumidified, disinfected and sprayed.

 This was the state of my sewing room when the waters receded.  

Two years ago this month.  What an auspicious August that was.

I am sure glad that is over.  

But I know it is raining somewhere else this month.  And my heart aches for those people.

Never mind..........

after discussing it with Julie.......

I will quilt the birds any way.  That way when it gets lost in the mail it will be worth close to a million dollars.  You know.

So I googled the halfway point between her house and mine and found it was a small city called Gluckstad, MS.  And to be exact, a place called the Corner Bakery that appears to have the most amazing pastries that are made fresh out of the oven by this amazing looking momma lady every morning. 

So  if the package only makes it halfway, me and momma will be eating vanilla hackberry scones and jelly filled chocolate pastries until Julie gets there.

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