Last year I had the privilege of completing a quilt that began its life over 70 years ago. Maybe even 80 years. In the mid 1940s, while visiting the woman who would become her mother-in-law, my mom was given several unfinished quilt tops. Mom thinks it was Grandma Vera's way of bribing her to marry …
Continue reading pieced together… how a quilt and a government hold steady
There's a reason I'd never be a good reporter or travel writer. It's because I am a slow processor. I'm a ponderer. A million sights, sounds and experiences mill around in my head. They marinate there until they can be processed through the heart and out onto paper (or screen). I planned to blog on …
I don't have words for this space lately. At least not words fit to publish. Maybe it's media overload. Maybe it's storms and loss and hurting people. Maybe it's too much political trash talk. All I know is last Friday, Doug and I took the long way home after a few days away from normal. …
Weekly Photo Challenge ~ Motion My first view of daylight always holds our flag. The rain and wind do their thing. So does the flag. Let music swell the breeze And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song. Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their silence break, The sound …
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