The icecream man cometh — or at least today for the first time I heard the music from his truck. He must have been in the cul-du-sac behind me since I don’t normally hear him from the main road. But truly, that little song his truck plays gets really annoying when you’ve heard it for the tenth time. I used to love those orange Push-ups until I had my tonsils out and ate too much orange sherbert so now can’t stand them. But it got me thinking fudgesicles – my favorite – and I had EQ open, so rather than stitching down my bindings I’ve been putzing with this. It will make a really good kids quilt when I finally get to making it.