thirty years

My greatgrandmother's ring. Photos by Martin Lehrman.

one shoe, two shoe...

orange shoe

blue shoe

not the same...

 

 

...shoe

i suppose it

would not hurt

to look down

before leaving

the house

same shoe

different color

match the bag

perfectly though

it's a pink sand beach design

tuscany tote

one of my favorites

batiks by moda

it's been awhile...

since i've

posted to

this little blog

 

of mine

mostly because i've

not had a minute to myself

for very good reasons

my sarah girlie

had a booth at the

national down syndrome convention

with her quilts

truly a dream come true

for both of us

last night i finally

had an evening

to turn on the music

and get creative

i had just the perfect

thing to work on

a miniature

it will be going

in the front window

next month

which is really

in two days

time sure does fly

when you're having fun

purple rain

when the world

looses

an icon...

 we all mourn

 for the man

 the music

 the memories

 the association

 we have

with each song

and the references

 they may bring

 i was watching

 an interview

 last evening

 and an associate

 who once worked

with prince said

some people tell you

 to think outside

the box

 prince

 was never in a box

may we all

 have a bit of that

philosophy

in us going forward

in this thing

called life

 be uninhibited

 be not afraid

be creative

a girl can dream...

right?

of a kitchen

in retro

 

 

turquoise

this one's a

show stopper

i just love it

appliances

from the

big chill

who knew

the house

in california

just

adorbs

check it out

here

just because...

he melts

my

 mom heart...

...and every time
he comes home
it seems
he has grown
another inch
still
he'll always be
my baby
youngest son
he oozes
much love
so very grateful

one happy mama...

it's been a while

since

i've shared...

 

 

...a post about

 my favorite

daughter

it's good

 i suppose

that i have

 just one

that way she

can always be

number one

there was a time

that i questioned

whether we

would ever

share a

love of sewing

not just

because

she would need

to discover the

same infatuation

with fabric

that i have 

 

rather because her

diagnosis

of down syndrome

lead me to believe

she would have

greater challenges

than some

including

 her manual dexterity

for years and years she

had some wonderful

therapists who worked

diligently with her

hour after hour

day after day

 her fingers now work

with the greatest

of precision

her seams are near perfect

her patience

extraordinare

 

today

not only does

she share my love

for quilting

she is also

learning

the fundamentals

of running

a business

it has taken a

very large village to

get us to this
stage in life

for which i am so

 very grateful

for everyone

who has had a place
on this journey

with us
thank you