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.
A Tinge of Sadness
💕💞💕💞💕 Back in May, we went to a restaurant to celebrate a special occasion, a restaurant we had not been to in years. Our entrees wer...
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A milkweed grew up in our front yard, right in front of the house, and it came up as a volunteer. Milkweed, I learned, is the only host pl... -
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... -
W hen the service ended, I walked through the church doors and down the front steps, and there stood Samuel (not his real name), waiti...