Vintage Romantic Author
As retirement grew imminent, I decided to buy myself an extravagant gift. My quilting buddy and I headed off to purchase quilting machines. These are not the large computerized machines that have been available for years. They’re industrial strength, free-motion machines. I recall a feeling of empowerment when I realized I had the ability to …
It’s funny the things I remember from my early childhood. We lived in a house on Hesby Street in North Hollywood, California, until I was four. While I don’t recollect much about that time, I recall the way the street lights shone on the front yard on hot summer nights. I remember the view from …
I am a fabric junky. There is no 12-step program I can join or I would consider it. Colors, patterns, prints and textures call to me from quilt and fabric stores. I have my own leaning tower of jelly rolls—2½-inch strips of color-coordinated fabric wound in a cylinder. I never met a fabric I didn’t …