Monday, August 24, 2020

Pandemic Pandemonium is not for Me

In the 1990's a dream of mine came true when I bought a floor-standing quilting frame. I still remember the excitement of opening the box and putting the frame together. Most people probably think that hand-quilting is about as exciting as watching grass grow, but sitting at a frame with a quilt stretched across it was where I wanted to be.

The saddest words ever written or said? It's a matter of perception.

        O ut of the blue , I needed to read some poetry, which is weird, because I rarely read poetry, nor do I write poetry.  I have penned...