The Writer’s Almanac today offers a particularly lovely poem, for you parents out there: Now, in still darkness, listening to their breath slow and ease into sleep’s regular rhythm. They are grown, you might’ve guessed. from: Talking About the Day, … Continue reading →
Had an email that a quilt of mine, which has been traveling for three years with an exhibit, has reached its final tour destination, the Gerald R. Ford Presidential Museum in Michigan. Here is a private exhibit of my quilt, … Continue reading →
Took awhile, but I could hear the sound changing as I went, so I stuck it out until it happened.
Once the ‘what’ is decided, the ‘how’ always follows. We must not make the ‘how’ an excuse for not facing and accepting the ‘what.’
