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I READ, YOU READ, WE ALL READ
Most mornings I take a moment or two over my coffee and read all of you. Or, should I say, as many as I can fit in before lunch. I skim the email, and answer those who sent me real posts. The...
SIMPLE BE ME
Lunch an hour or so north with Bobbie was really flat out a pleasure. We both arrived at the same time. She is truly living the good life, but she works really hard for it. She got her DNA sa...
THAT KINDA DAY
Already I’ve begun avoiding working on the new quilt. It’s not a holiday, but I am working hard on excuses. I read all of you and even put your bookmarks in order twice. That was quite a disa...
A GRATITUDE KIND OF DAY
Maybe Harriette thought that if I quilted I would get a better handle on numbers. You do need math to quilt. It hasn’t worked out that way. I do few quilts, and when Harriette was alive I’d ...
A VIEW OR TWO
We were going to take a short drive out into the world, but it is hot out there. Instead you get an image of the Mission San Juan Capistrano courtyard. We will be there Wednesday to hand over ...
PLAYING HOUSE
It looks as if we are having Thanksgiving here. Daughter Margot has acquired a whole meal plus cranberry sauce and is bringing it here to prepare. I wasn’t quite ready for that, but as long a...
IN THE ARMY
It’s Veterans Day today. It’s a big deal in this Navy town. There’s Fleet Week. Open ships at the Broadway Pier. Parades too. Lots of fuss even up at Fort Rosecrans with it’s acres of newly...
DONE
Bobbie, who often drew her family as a murder of crows, now has her own in-house, quilted crows. It’s taken me almost forever to finish this piece. I really should take out the binding and do i...
MILDLY TRIUMPHANT
Today, traveling down to the Old truck Museum in Campo. I feel a little like this old 1946 Ford, I’ve been to the Oncologist and survived. I have backups, like the truck has a hole for a crank...
BUSY, BUSY, BUSY
In the midst of those way too many doctor’s appointments, good news comes crashing in. My dear friend Bobbie, whose picture is up above, is going to have her work at the Venice Biennale https:/...
DIA DE LOS MUERTOS
A ghostly George with a common cold. It’s that time of year again. Not just “All Hallows” Eve, but it’s “Day of the Dead” day too. In Mexico, families put up altars to those who have died. Th...
STRAIGHTEN
Monday night I finally finished the acres of quilting leaves. Yesterday we drove out to Rosie’s quilt shop, the ultimate in quilting supplies and fabric. Imagine many rooms filled with color...
ALMOST
I’m almost leafed out. There’s only a three by three-ish area left for me to quilt. I was amazed that so much had gotten done. I’ve not been the most attentive quilter known to man. I’ve sta...
A TRAIN TRIP
2017: Amtrak in the LA station ready to head north. A friend of ours is traveling around America on the train. He’s riding in the luxury of a private car, something I’ve never done. Sti...
A MAGIC WEEK
We have a whole magic week ahead of us with not one appointment in it. I was going to do more leaves today, but we ended up heading out for a Mexican lunch and plastic replacement feet. Now, i...
LEAVES
Despite all my very good resolve, the quilt is coming along beyond slowly. The major design elements are finished, and all that remains to be done are leaves. Endless leaves. George reminds m...
A SPECIAL FRIEND
Blogging friends are special. This morning, we were able to zip down to the train station and meet up with Brickpaver. I know him well from reading his blog. We toured the car, we hugged, we ...
SUNSHINE AND LOLLYPOPS
Today we have sun. Today George is off to the pool and I am left sewing more leaves. Today more of that big quilt gets done. Fall is here. The wind blows the outside in at every chance it g...
LISTENING
Listening is all important. No one asked me what I was going to do today, but I can be found at the sewing machine. I’d tell you that if you asked. Most days I manage an hour or so there. I ...
OFF DUTY
A chilly and cold winter beach.
FOUR DAYS IN OCTOBER
Yesterday had an overly busy quality to it. The morning doctor’s appointment was followed by a late lunch. We eat lunch early. The company couldn’t have been better, the service perfect, the ...
AD HOC
Saturday we had a quiet lunch by the bay. I was hoping the heron would show, and sure enough he was haunting one fisherman right in front of us. After the gentleman left for home, the bird hop...
AGAIN
What are you doing, he asked. I replied, Sitting in the dark, Alone, wishing I could get rid of The blackheads on my forehead, The tickling in my ears, cease scratching my ankle hives And eat l...
MUSEUM BITS
George is off to the Automotive Museum in the park shortly. The museum itself is undergoing new thinking via a new director…the third since Poolie died. The tile murals on the front have been...
INCHING ALONG
George is off to his last OT appointment before meeting with the hand surgeon. I’m up and dressed early to write and snip threads on the Crow Quilt. I got a lot done, and I hope to do even bet...
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An artist and photographer living on the beach with a car guy.
