Creative Time

This weekend allowed for time to sew both Saturday and Sunday afternoon. I was in heaven. I rummaged through a giant box of fabric I’ve hauled around for several years to find a patchwork project I’d started in New Jersey, when my machine broke....

Colorful Living

My friend Tony is always busting my chops online for being a “crunchy granola hippie.” This is so far from the truth, it is laughable. Don’t get me wrong — I’d like my life was a bit crunchier. I wish I was less drawn to Tory Burch...

Scrappy

  I’m working through my current stash of fabric in an attempt to use what I have. I’ll be moving again sometime in the next few months — as it goes with renting — and I do not need to pack and haul all of these craft supplies. Yarn,...

Purdy

Big Mama was in town last week. And because I am the spoiled only daughter, she brought me a beautiful new quilt: One of the many talents I wish my mother had passed along is her patience. She has patience for her patience. Her quilts take so much precision and time,...