Every Time I Hear That Song

Lincoln City in my backyard Oftentimes it is good to step back, reflect and ask yourself why. As a child, I was always encouraged to ask questions/seek answers and it is still part of my nature to do both. Curiosity is important! When you’re committed to a time-intensive craft such as quilting, it is my… Continue reading Every Time I Hear That Song

You Are My Sunshine

A very simplistic definition of quiltmaking is cutting fabrics into different shapes and stitching layers of material together. Of course the reality of making a quilt is much more complex. Often the maker has a vision of the final product when they begin -- whether following a pattern or creating improvisationally, there is an idea… Continue reading You Are My Sunshine

Crazy Little Thing Called Love

This quilt and this post are all about LOVE, in all caps! There are also a lot of exclamation points. If there are any deputized grammar police or super curmudgeons who read this blog, this is your warning. At a young age, I learned the power of the words LOVE and its opposite hate. My… Continue reading Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Car Wheels on a Gravel Road

#quiltonacleanfloor What is your method for dealing with bad news? How do you comfort yourself when life is icky? One of my methods is to head to my sewing machine where I can channel my emotions and work it all out. I suppose I could actually work out, or project my energy into an angry… Continue reading Car Wheels on a Gravel Road