MageB ⋅ 80

Journaling since 1974. I'm an artist, book lady, and quilter living at the beach with a car guy. We wait out the pandemic in our little condo above the beach. Having been homeless in the 70's, the car guy and I truly appreciate where we are today. All entries are copyrighted under the author's legal name under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported. © Copyright 1974-2021.

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ALMOST in Postcards 4

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...


3 days ago

A TRAIN TRIP in Postcards 4

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...


6 days ago

A MAGIC WEEK in Postcards 4

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...


October 15, 2021

LEAVES in Postcards 4

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...


October 13, 2021

A SPECIAL FRIEND in Postcards 4

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 ...


October 12, 2021

SUNSHINE AND LOLLYPOPS in Postcards 4

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...


October 10, 2021

LISTENING in Postcards 4

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 ...


October 08, 2021

OFF DUTY in Postcards 4

A chilly and cold winter beach.


October 07, 2021

FOUR DAYS IN OCTOBER in Postcards 4

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 ...


October 05, 2021

AD HOC in Postcards 4

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...


October 03, 2021

AGAIN in Postcards 4

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...


October 02, 2021

MUSEUM BITS in Postcards 4

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...


September 30, 2021

INCHING ALONG in Postcards 4

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...


September 28, 2021

ET. AL. in Postcards 4

It’s the 28th already? Amazing how fast the days go when you get older. I know, we all say that, but it is true. At least I have no more doctors’ appointments this week and for this I will be...


September 24, 2021

DINNER AT THE BAY in Postcards 4

I didn’t get much done yesterday. The sun was out for most of the day, and I rejoiced. As we neared four o’clock, over my book I mentioned dinner out. He mentioned chicken pot pies and slaw ...


September 22, 2021

A DAY'S ERRANDS in Postcards 4

I flat out love Christmas décor. Off the coast of Long Beach over 100 ships wait to unload. Headlining the news today is that everything will be sparse especially Christmas decoration. Near u...


I did a lot of research about crows, and no matter what I did, on the quilt, most came out looking like doves. I could take the stitching out, but perhaps not. I’ll just be glad to have it don...


September 17, 2021

ON THE BEACH in Postcards 4

Our day will be like this only at home. Quiet, I hope. The car carrier passing us by, someone else setting up the chair cushions. I’ll grab a moment or two at the sewing machine to draft gold...


September 15, 2021

RARELY HOME in Postcards 4

My Oncologist took my case to the tumor board. They thought that they should check to see if my targeted therapy has leaked into the blood stream. That’s a sign that it isn’t working well any ...


September 11, 2021

TO SAFETY in Postcards 4

There were hero’s everywhere that day. One traffic chopper remained in the air with a police copter. The bridges and tunnels were closed, but hundreds of boats crowded the waters of New York ...


September 10, 2021

80 in Postcards 4

For my fiftieth birthday, we filled up truckloads of goodies for a woman’s recovery home. For my sixtieth, we went to Europe with Bobbie and Tracy. For my seventieth, we went around the USA on...


September 06, 2021

NEWS ORTS in Postcards 4

I admit to reading most of the Washington Post and the New York Times yesterday instead of sewing. They both offered a dollar a month subscription fee, and I grabbed it. But other interesting ...


September 03, 2021

ADDICT in Postcards 4

That’s me. I’m an addict to my morning rituals. No matter what ever has to be done, I want to do certain things first. A half slice of bread and butter so my stomach likes the immunotherapy d...


September 01, 2021

ALMOST in Postcards 4

“What did we do yesterday,” I asked G. “Costco?” “Yes,” he answered, and Costco for my new glasses, CVS, The Bagger for lunch, the jeweler to fix two gold chains, then back to CVS when they fil...


August 28, 2021

BALANCE in Postcards 4

I started this project without a plan. That’s never good. Slowly it starts to come together in my mind as I stitch. I’m not at all fond of the heavy two piece center – which is too small for ...


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