what a rare november week this has been. soft warm sunlit days. laundry on the line. un-coated walks. edgar was bathed on the porch yesterday. and little miss crabapple returned home after her sojourn at the vet's. it's been a busy and often chaotic few days. and the moon will be full tonight, although it has appeared full all week. crabapple just wandered into the library where i'm sitting with the laptop. she seems content and so much healthier, settled under her favorite chair, staring at edgar. steroids to soothe her inflamed bowel and anti-biotics to chase away the cocktail of bacteria. our uncle d'arcy and his wonderful care brought back our quirky odd and cranky kitty to us. if you are a local reader, our little studio is planning to have an open studio this weekend. the local spinners and weavers are having an event in the neighborhood, so we thought we'd put our sign out as well.
i feel like quilts are alive. they reflect all the little joys that make life special. they emanate love and warmth. the quilts i make blend a grandmother's ideals with a fresh youthful flair. there is a nostalgia for seasons past combined with hopefulness for a bright full future. you can find me online at www.chasinglightningbugs.com