The sun'll come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun
Just thinkin' about tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow till there's none
When I'm stuck with a day that's gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin and grin and say
The sun'll come out tomorrow
So you got to hang on till tomorrow, came what may!
Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love you, tomorrow
You're always a day away...

Source: Musical "Annie," lyrics to Tomorrow

Reetzbobeetz wrote: and the insurance value - don't under estimate it & don't tell hubby (if poss) or he might get peeved that you spend more on your stash, than you do on him

PosyP wrote:
The Stash?

Stash insurance against fire sounds a good idea for members in Colorado....just make sure it is large enough!

beckyezra wrote: Good question! I recently insured my Bernina 830 with a rider on my home policy. The insurance was not expensive and they insured it under their computer policy, since it is a sewing computer, but it doesn't cover floods. Nothing covers floods except flood insurance I think. So Gibbs (my B830) is going on the ark with me.

is it a possibility to have an insurance for stash? (in case of flooding)*spelling

Lorchen! You scared me too...but I want to now know how will you pack your stash on the arc? ...open shelves, plastic boxes, wire systems....

cheers from tinder dry Nova Scotia where all open fires are banned
Jeanine

I'll bring my guitar!

Rosemary, between your "Sutton Scotney" and my "Rhode Island Cock" (text in the other thread) we could have a great party!

Should the Ark project re-commence I would like to suggest this ditty, which was written to commorate a particularly wet re-enactment muster weekend, that went down in the annals of the English Civil War Society.

Sutton Scotney
(sung to the tune 'To Be a Pilgrim')

Who'd join the Kings Army, come to our muster,
We had one at Sutton Scotney, what a disaster!
Fresh water, heaven sent, was no discouragement
When we first pitched our tent at Sutton Scotney.

We heard the weather forecast - sunny with showers.
The sky stayed overcast - it poured for hours.
We thought we'd stay and fight, for still our hearts were light,
It rained all bleeding night at Sutton Scotney.

Soon the field was covered in shit, so was the army.
Why did we put up with it? We're bleedin' barmy!
Still raining all weekend, we thought would never end,
We must be round the bend at Sutton Scotney.

Then the beer tent had no beer - that was not planned on!
So you who enter here, all hope abandon
And come next muster day, I'll care not what men say,
Next time I'll stay away from Sutton Scotney

apologies if anyones sensibilities are overcome by some of the language - it is what I refer to as 'battlefield language' and as in real life happens.

I THINK you are getting the rain the states usually gets... we are having droughts over here... not a pretty picture... lot of forest fires.

Nonnie

Lorchen--shame on you scaring us like that! You don't have to have outlandish subject titles to get us to read your posts, we all look forward to them. You can send some of that rain our way.

My goodness Lorchen, you made my jaw drop until I saw what you were talking about. I understand Janome makes a modern day treadle machine with sixteen stitches and a buttonhole you could put on your ark so you don't have to give up quilting afterall. Everyone on the ark would probably be a lot more comfortable with a snuggly quilt...including the animals.

How about using one of your quilts to make a coracle (irish - curragh, canadian - bull (hide) boat) That way you can combine your old and new hobbies together