Two Quilts, Two Stories.
I always put love, warmth, and a sense of coziness into my quilts. I especially…
I always put love, warmth, and a sense of coziness into my quilts. I especially…
When I woke up, the morning was gray and dull. But while I was making…
My scrap buster quilt seems to have a life of its own ✂️I was sure…
A few Berlin impressions for your morning. When I went to Berlin, I knew World…
When I joined the Summer Scrap Bash quilt-along, I felt such joy — not only…
A compass rose stitched to guide summer evenings by the lake. Summer mornings by the…
Monroe Park is Richmond’s oldest park, but this time I didn’t notice the fountains or…