Donald Trump, the forty-fifth president of the United States is a terrorist. Continue reading →
Many many years ago, at some quilt-related something or other, this appeared amongst a set of blocks on display. It wasn’t originally crumpled. I think I did that as a gut reaction when it was brought to me. I may … Continue reading →
I do the best I know how, the very best I can; and I mean to keep on doing it to the end. If the end brings me out all right, what is said against me will not amount to … Continue reading →
I can quit whenever I want to. Continue reading →
I got up very early this morning to go to the book sale in Williamstown and I’d been warned that these bags would be with the “vintage” books but little did I imagine just how mysterious and irresistible they would … Continue reading →
I feel the pounding of my heart and the wind through my fingertips as I rush to paint again.
