So many people wanted something to replace the Loch Lomond Quilt Show but nothing ever could so this is the next best thing.

The Studio wanted my group Threadlines to demonstrate as Ruth is not well again but we have our Exhibition in June at Glasgow West End Festival and will be far too busy as there would be a lot of preparation to do but Irene and I will be going to see it.

Good news for you Maureen. You can indulge get a fix.

Just seen there's also a quilting competition you can enter some of your beautiful indigo.

Huzzah for the Scots quilters! And anyone else passing through.

There is a new show coming to Glasgow in March www.stitchandhobby.co.uk/glasgow/ It used to be called Creative stitches but they have brought back the patchwork part again now that the Loch Lomond Show has finished.

Thanks Cathy for sharing a day in your life! I loved reading about it.

Wow it's quite a picture you paint, what a contrast to my set up. I'd swap with you scary cows and all. Does your dog help you herd them?

Terrie, we have pot holes here too. Mostly due to the freezing and thawing of the road surfaces. Or maybe from the moisture that is under the pavement.
Wendy, I am not sure how many we have. Probably about 20. We have a very small bantam hen that hatched two broods in late summer and early fall. That was 9 extra. My DH and DS butchered some when I was gone last week. We had an overabundance of roosters. We also have 3 guineas. The laying hens are is a separate house from the bantams. We keep a light on them to keep up the egg production. The dog sleeps in with the bantams, he's a great pyrenees. He protects them from the coyotes, hawks, and other dogs. Some of the hens sneak off to the barn and lay eggs there too. The cattle usually stay in the pasture, unless someone (my DBIL) forgets to shut the gate. And when that happens I am usually alone by the time I notice cows in the yard or garden. It is scary trying to get them all back in the pasture. So much for life on the farm.

I found out about spelunking when my first son was studying Mining Engineering. Never heard it called potholing. In Montreal, we are infamous for our potholes, with news headlines reporting on them. One borough mayor included personally filling in any and all potholes if they became larger than "X". There is even an app that tells you where they are. This is a typical Montreal pothole:. It can be like doing ski slalom with you car on the streets. It's terribly embarrassing when you have visitors to the city. It is sometimes referred to as a `1st class city with 3rd world streets".

Do you have many Cathy? I empty the drinkers at night when it's really cold. Lifting ice in a cold wind is no fun brrrr

Wild and windy in Belper today, can't let the chickens loose or they'd be blown over to you

I used to love going to caves, but now the only cave I go to is my basement where my sewing/quilting space is. I do have light from windows and doors when it is sunny (like today). I also have plenty of electric lighting. I am with you Lois, I'd rather quilt.
I will go to my cave as soon as I get the dishes washed and water the chickens. My DH usually does that before he leaves for work, but with the cold weather the water freezes before the chickens are off the roost. That leaves the job to me.

I know spelunking. I think I'd rather quilt.

Pot holing is as Wendy says...usually in dark...wet...difficult to get to caves probably wearing a wet suit, just the thought of it makes me shiver as I don't like closed in dark places.
So Wendy I think I'll stick to the hang gliding or going for a ride in a balloon.
Hope where ever you are the weather is kind. I can see a bit of blue sky...hope it lasts.
Anne

Potholing = from Wikipedia

Caving — also traditionally known as spelunking in the United States and Canada and potholing in the United Kingdom and Ireland — is the recreational pastime of exploring wild (generally non-commercial) cave systems. In contrast, speleology is the scientific study of caves and the cave environment.[1]

The challenges involved in caving vary according to the cave being visited, but — in addition to the total absence of light beyond the entrance — often include the negotiation of pitches, squeezes,[2] and water hazards.[3] Cave diving is a distinct, and much more hazardous, sub-specialty undertaken by a small minority of technically-proficient (and daring) cavers.[4] In an area of overlap between recreational pursuit and scientific study, the most devoted and serious-minded cavers become accomplished at the surveying and mapping of caves and the formal (though usually private) publication of their efforts.

Caving became widely popular in the 1940s and '50s when a substantial caving community developed in the United States. In recent decades, the pursuit has changed considerably due to the availability of modern protective wear and other equipment. Sometimes categorized as an "extreme sport", it is not commonly considered as such by long-time enthusiasts, who may dislike the term for its connotation of disregard for safety.[2][5]

Many caving skills overlap with those involved in mine and urban exploration.

Wendy, I feel I need to learn to understand English. I'll join Ritzy's club