I have been looking at quilting feathers for about a year and a half now, trying to figure out exactly what I don’t like about them. Are they too traditional? No, although I think they are sometimes overdone and a bit “expected.” Are they too difficult to stitch? No, although I’ve drawn them more than… Continue reading Fine Feathers
I was a kid in the late 1970s when I first saw Close Encounters of the Third Kind. It was fascinating to me, the idea of UFOs visiting the Earth. It became a small obsession. Anytime I was out past dark, I was scanning the night skies for signs of weirdness – flashing lights, lighted… Continue reading Save the UFOs!
What’s the worst job you ever had? You know, the one that just went wrong. Maybe you had an inkling, early on, that it wasn’t going to work, but – you ignored that and jumped in anyway. And you were sorry later. I’ve had a few jobs like that. They all had one thing in… Continue reading Good Beginnings = Happy Endings
The church fellowship hall was crowded that night. Near the kitchen, the long tables full of snacks were picked clean. Ladies of all sorts were gathered, talking the good talk of quilting. Thread, patterns, needles, fabric. Once in a while you could hear the ooohs and aaahs of someone admiring a quilt in person, or… Continue reading Show and Tell
I do not remember President Kennedy. I have, of course, seen photos, and read about his administration. But I wasn’t yet born when Jack campaigned in West Virginia, or when Jackie wowed everyone with her fabulous fashion sense. I did not get to sample any of the fancy French cuisine so famously prepared for the… Continue reading Lunch with a Kennedy
A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I discovered the original Star Trek television series on Netflix. The episodes have been “remastered” and they are beautiful! The colors are as vibrant and clear as if they had been recorded in High Definition, which of course, did not exist in 1966 when the series began… Continue reading To Boldly Go
I’m not much of a planner. I’m more of a “let’s try it and see what happens” kinda gal. As a result, my life has been a long series of happy accidents. Moved away from home, met my husband a week later. Called an old friend for lunch, got a job. Went to church for… Continue reading Happy Accidents