Lovely week off of work = sewing, sewing, sewing and a new baby horse at my house!

Thanks to several days at home alone, I am catching up on my goals that I fell behind on in March.  I have finally completed my Wellington, New Zealand boat sheds.

They look a bit odd under my seals, but I wanted to show them together as they will both be in the New Zealand section of my memory quilt.

I thought it would be fun to photograph them with my Fishy Business  blocks.  No, the fish will not be a part of this quilt.  The new color for April is yellow on the RSC.  I won't be able to start those fish blocks until the pattern releases in a few days.

Those of you who live near the ocean are probably used to boat sheds.  This desert girl is not.  I love structures and buildings anyway.  Seeing them all neatly in a row is enchanting to me.  I also love the colors.

Here is proof we were in Wellington!  I LOVED Oriental Bay!

I liked the large works of art!

And here are my boat sheds.  Yes, I really was there!

I am assuming this is Maori Art we are standing on  - love it!

I really like the fish art on this big warehouse.  It was painted over the large doors too.  Can you see the doors?

Look at the new little one who is living at my house.  He doesn't have a name yet; we are working on that.  For now I call him "little man".  His mom's name is Ruby and my sweetheart wants to give him a name that has to do with jewels.  Everyone I can think of sounds girly.

Here he is with his momma.  The mare behind them is expecting any day as well.  That means he will soon have a buddy to play with.  There are three mares in the pasture together, and all three are pretty watchful and protective of him.  The third mare, not shown, is a paint.  She was bred last year as well, but she lost her colt months ago.

Last Friday I came home from work to find "Little Man" all alone standing by the garbage can.  I rushed to tell my husband, "We have a baby, we have a baby!"  Luckily he followed my husband right into the pasture to be with his momma who was missing him.  He had somehow gone through the pasture fence.  He did have a little scrape on his leg to prove it.  My husband had fed horses just before I came home and never even noticed or saw him.  It was a fun day.