Sometimes hard times strike a friend and there aren't words to say to express your love. This happened recently for a very dear friend o...

It's been a ling time since I posted about re•building joy. Maybe as my grief becomes more and more manageable - it also becomes more no...

I love street art. Not just graffiti. I love that poets and artists around my city and the world feel the need to provoke thought, promote l...

Did I ever show you the hats that I finished in my knitting frenzy this winter? The little blue one is on Z's head and the white and bro...

Part of the fun of having such creative friends is the gifts they give. I often think that people who are attracted to sewing and quiltin...

A little bit before my birthday last year I went to school one day and saw my son's teacher dressed really fancy for the day. She looked...

One of my favorite things to do with Z is when we get up early in the mornings and spend some time next to each other drawing in our journal...

Last January I posted about a collage luncheon that I hosted with my friend, Sarah. She and I had offered it as an auction item at a fundrai...

Sometimes the Modern Quilt Guild issues challenges to its guild members. We are sponsored by a particular fabric distributor - and a specifi...

I just dropped off these two quilts at the school office for our little charter school to sell in their upcoming charity auction. The big or...