I did get caught up on sleep last night and didn’t wake up to any dreams about poetry or anything else. Last night I was just too dragging to start with piecing, so hopefully tonight. Continue reading →
We sing of time pouring forth • our tales and yours. Continue reading →
Everything’s a tool. (I really wanted this last line to be Code is Poetry apologies to WordPress) Continue reading →
Last week I mentioned my haiku side project to a co-worker, one of the coolest kids around (hi Drew!) and he was all on board with it. Continue reading →
I looked over the notes/sketches for the just-finished quilt and was thrilled to find that some other designs sketched out after this project had been scribbled down were still of great interest to me. Continue reading →
Speakers who talk about what life has taught them never fail to keep the attention of their listeners.
