In the blink of an eye, we moved from the city to the woods. Everything is different, terrifying, wonderful. … Read More north
Eleven months of making quilts, letting myself change, getting better all the time. … Read More the eleventh month
Rituals, habits, the things we do over and over again that gain meaning over time. I’m thinking about them. … Read More practice
Let your yes mean yes, let your no mean no, let them affect each other but only just enough. Take each thing as it comes, consider the thing that rose in you, look at it and say, hmm. What’s that about?… Read More yes and no
A “hello” from here with little substance and a whole lotta heart!… Read More don’t worry!
There’s a yearning that never goes away, a hunger, a burning, a distaste for riding the bus. … Read More the good life
I’m stepping into a heritage that was mine all along, fabric sewn with love, keeping warm, hoping. … Read More quiltsong