I have no idea where that phrase comes from, but I have always liked it. It conveys a sense of mild, and not unpleasant, shock or awe. And seems wholly appropriate for the news I received last week. The quilt that I entered in the exhibit “She Made Her Mark”, currently hanging at the Quilter’s Hall of Fame, was awarded First Place! Oh, my ears and whiskers, indeed! The work in this show is remarkable, and deserving of much attention. The organizers have arranged a downloadable version of the show for those of us who can’t dash off to Marion, Indiana to see it in person. It costs $5, and you can burn your own disk and revisit the exhibit at will. Proceeds will help offset the considerable costs of mounting the exhibit. Here’s the link: http://www.fiberartsconnsocal.org/she_catalog.html
Here on the island, it is windy enough that the birds can’t land on my birdfeeder. There are whitecaps on the water, and the clouds are whooshing by quite quickly. So far, the power has flickered a couple of times, but no outages. Thank heaven! Now, however, Van and I are off to the mainland for the day, hoping the power stays on while we are there!