Pearl the Squirrel

Lots of life changes in our house. But one constant remains...I have unfinished quilts in my sewing room. So, in an effort to "start my...

If you're traveling east on I-80 in the next couple of days, give wide berth to this Budget van, piloted by two smart and funny young wo...

Between the writing and the traveling, not a lot of sewing has happened. But I have been somewhat obsessed with punchneedle (or as my daught...

My quilt guild has a devoted group of charity quilters. They make quilts for cancer patients, for young, single moms, for the domestic v...

A few shots from Spain...a pop of color, a twist of iron, the old and the new...

Our trip to Spain was at the very beginning of the World Cup, and people didn't seem too excited yet. Apparently Spain has a propensity ...

Last night Rebecca brought home ten quail eggs. She'd been visiting a friend with an acreage who keeps a variety of animals: pygmy goats...

My daughter has assured me that a very few people will get the reference in this headline (except perhaps my other daughter). It's the s...

[ We interrupt this textile blog for some important announcements about food. ] Between the Farmer's Market and grocery store's ...