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Party! Party! Party!

Of one kind or another, it’s all I’ve been thinking about. My son graduates high school on Saturday and I feel faint at the thought of it, but the party afterward–can’t wait! I am hoping to get the time to make these adorable grad caps out of chocolate that I found on Craft. They originally […]

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Lost and Found

I didn’t get it all back, but there are some still on the old version of the site when I was still hosting it on WordPress. A relief, though I’m sad to lose several of the essays I’d written. What I have is better than nothing though, and I’ve definitely learned to be more careful

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Strings and Things

I have a love/hate relationship with thread. I need the variety, really, because there is nothing more frustrating that having to drive to the store in the middle of a project just because I didn’t have enough thread. I want to have it when I need it, but that means I need a bunch on

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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

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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,

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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

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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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