Spring at last! Yippee!

© 2011 by Heike Scharmann

I like spring. A new beginning sounds comforting. As I am getting older, I feel this to be true in more than one way. But then I guess it is very natural. What could an infant have to regret?

I fear I am getting a bit too serious. Let me quote a seriously great man here:

“A man does what he must—in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures—and that is the basis of all human morality.” (said Winston Churchill)

Almost as much as I awaited the arrival of spring, I looked out for the new issue of McCalls’s Quilting Magazine. When it finally arrived, I eagerly leafed through it. I would have instantly crammed myself behind my Bernina—but that was not to be. I had a cold. Headaches, coughs and the use of many Kleenex were inevitable.

Yesterday probably was the worst day relating to the coughing. But still I cobbled together the first of the three new blocks: the church.

© 2011 by Heike Scharmann

Last Sunday, our church (almost) burned. Some rubbish containers outside the building ignited at ten in the evening. The roof above the containers burned really hard. And probably would have emblazed the neighbouring house. Twenty (!) firemen fought the flames. They cooled the house with loads of water. And used a heat image camera to make sure there was no fire source left over. (That impressed me much.)

This was quite a shock. But in the end, the damage is not too serious. The heat made the big windows in the church hall crack. That is all I know so far.

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