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.
Rehashing the Handbag
The perfect handbag has eluded me for a lifetime, and I am still on a quest to find the perfect one. Every time I go into a department s...
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I found an old bucket in the woods and planted a mum in it. Over the years, the roots of this plant have been buried under snow, froz... -
About ten years ago, a guy named Dean Potter and a friend, Graham Hunt, put on their wingsuits and jumped off a cliff. The wingsuits enabled...
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After traveling down some back roads and winding through the hills of Virginia, we began climbing a mountain, leaning into one hairpin...