Pieces and Resistance

I'm always amazed with what has happened in a year gone by -- many new places, new projects, new friends. But is also comes with sayin...

Time to screen some aprons. Want to take some to Sarasota next month. I'll bring these and some fabrics I am dying. If you are in S...

Why do they even call them "dye pots." Seems so archaic. Let's just say they are buckets of dye. And very messy. Which is w...

Four bundles of six quilts are ready to load to deliver to the Bausch & Lomb headquarters building for their internal gallery. Not a w...

As we made up a couple of pillowcases for gifts, I found that my daughter did some hand embroidery -- entirely in her style -- on the case...

Gone for just a second, I return to find this Stink Bug claiming territory. As if I needed more distraction to get things done. De-bugged,...

The full moon wasn't lustering anything tonight (no snow!) but that doesn't mean I didn't notice. It has become a marker for t...

Tonight we wind down' tomorrow we'll all take a break, count how blessed we are, and enjoy what the year has been to us, and be re...

When hush settles in this evening, I return to the design wall. I've got more added, more connected. I have neither a plan for this, n...

On our Winter Solstice I bring you winterberry holly as seen on the Highline in New York City. I got out and about (even at the risk of se...

On the Fulton Montgomery Community College campus is a heap of rubble from (I suppose) the collapse of the twin towers in New York City. R...