Come, little leaves…


“Come, little leaves said the wind one day,
Come over the meadows with me, and play;
Put on your dresses of red and gold;
Summer is gone, and the days grow cold.”

Finally, the hot, humid weather left last night.  Fall has finally come to Iowa!  Thanks for sticking with me through my long drought of (no) posts…I’m back to regular posting tomorrow… quilt shows to tell you about, finishes to share… Halloween prep… so much to tell!