Archive For 27 April 2011

Quilting for a cause

Quilting for a cause

I’d made this quilt a couple of weeks ago and was going to put it up on Etsy until I heard about the Quilts for Quake Survivors. My housemates were in Japan during the quake, so it hit a lot closer to home than expected. We have former exchange students in Japan, too, and maybe…

Can anything be too cute? How about this?

Can anything be too cute? How about this?

I came across something that actually made me yearn just a little for my daughter to be 7 or 8 again. Luckily, I came to my senses and remembered that I have several nieces that age! Phew. But really how can you resist the absolutely adorableness of this bustle backpack? I have a fondness for…

Where have I been?

Where have I been?

A half-dozen years ago I was allll about the sewing; I was making all sorts of vintage reproductions–aprons, bathing suits, high-waisted Hollywood pants and bias-cut dresses. I knew a few local women, peripherally, who were doing the same thing, but mostly I just isolated myself in my sewing room. Funny thing is, all these years…

Love the rotary

Love the rotary

I bought a new blade for the rotary cutter (amazing what a difference a fresh blade makes!) and got to work on some new projects. I cut out and sewed a dozen wallets today, then got started on a pinwheel quilt. I had most of the colors in the stash, already cut into four-inch squares,…

New store, new finds

New store, new finds

Back when I was really into sewing and making aprons all the time, I knew every fabric store in town, but school and travels and teaching and work all got in the way and I’ve neglected the local shops. On Saturday, I had some time to kill. The daughter was at a slumber party, the…

Now @ Etsy

Now @ Etsy

I keep saying I’m going to do it, that I need to do and I finally have. The first batch of goods available via Etsy went up today. By Friday I should have at least one quilt up there as well as some more wallets. It’s a start.

Starting Over, Again

Starting Over, Again

Once upon a time there was a young girl, growing up in a small town. She rode her bike until the street lights came on at dusk. She read in her attic room from the small library she’d tagged with her own version of the Dewey decimal system. She learned to cook alongside her mother,…

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