As you may have figured out, I love experimenting with non-traditional fabric choices, and I love a good thrift store find.
I found these goddess-sized stretchy jeans at the thrift store for $1.50. They didn’t look like they’d ever been worn. I loved the yoga-style waistband. Well, I could use an extra pair of shorts, so home they came.
First I cut off the waistband and set it aside. Then I used my handy Christie Brinkley shorts pattern as a template. I had to fudge a bit here and there, but I made it work.
Finally, I cut down the yoga waistband to fit the new shorts and sewed it on.
I have enough fabric left over from the lower legs to make a skirt. Another day, though…right now it’s too hot to sew.
That sentence was written by Isabel Allende, and can be found at the bottom of page 442 in her 1985 novel, The House of the Spirits.
I honestly think this may be one of the most perfect sentences ever written.
You don’t need to know what the book is about to feel the fear and despair in these words.
I won’t do a book review on The House of the Spirits because there are so many on the internet already. I will tell you, though, that I’ll probably read it again someday.
What’s on your nightstand?
We got home last night after what felt like a (relatively) short drive. The trip that usually takes three nights only took two this time. That’s because instead of driving the entire Alaska Highway, we cut a loop off by taking the Stewart-Cassiar. It’s a full half-day shorter, cutting one night out of the journey. What a difference! Continue reading
The 2016 Hands2Help quilts are here!
This year, Because You Matter received 18 brand new quilts that will be donated to Kaushee’s Place Transition Home, and to the women and children starting their new lives at Betty’s Haven in Whitehorse, Yukon. Thank you to Sarah Craig and Hands2Help for organizing this marvelous quilt drive and for including Because You Matter as the Canadian recipient!
A total of 16 quilts were received from 9 quilters this year. I added in two quilts that were left over from last year for a total of 18 quilts!
Quilts were received from:
- Strathroy, Ontario
- Mendota Heights, Minnesota
- Great Britain
- Chilliwack, British Columbia
- The Villages, Florida
- Knoxville, Tennessee
- St. Charles, Ontario
- Saint Paul, Minnesota
- Simi Valley, California
Each of these quilts was made by hand and stitched with enough love to last a lifetime. Do you want to see them? Drum roll please…
Have we been here nearly a month already? Hard to believe!
This morning I’m sitting up in bed at my in-law’s house in Carcross where we spent the night after celebrating Mr. C’s birthday. Happy Birthday, my beloved!
We’ll get back to the cabin sometime this afternoon, not too late. So far, my trips to town have been few and far between. And thats okay. Town trips are mainly to run errands and grab a few minutes of internet. I mean it about the few minutes, too…only one hour per day is allowed at the library. And so, I haven’t opened Facebook in a couple of weeks, nor answered very many email notes. My online life totally neglected at the moment, but honestly, not really missed.
I’ve been writing (almost) every day for a couple of hours. I’m thick in the middle of novel rewrites. I’ve also been doing a lot of critiquing & beta reading for the writing groups I belong to. I feel as though the learning curve has steepened again, and it’s really wonderful. Writing is something of an emotional roller coaster … One thing I can say, now, is that I’m finally starting to feel like a writer. If that makes any sense. Maybe someday I’ll also be an author, lol!
I’ve also been out on the deck nearly every day doing an hour of yoga in the sunshine. And managing to keep up with the Splendid Sampler quilt blocks, for the most part, too. Now that’s a miracle, to be sure!
Dont be shy…drop on by. There’s beer in the fridge and the kettle’s always on! Thanks to Bill and Heather for the visit the other day and these wonderful photos.
I’m sitting out on the deck this morning with my coffee, where it’s warm in the sun but still cool in the shade.
Sam is sitting out on the dock looking serene and peaceful, sniffing the breeze, watching the fish jump and keeping an eye on the boat launch in the campground next door.
This is what he wants me to think, anyway. What he’s really doing is lying in wait for unsuspecting canoeists and kayakers to glide by.
When he sees them coming, he’ll lay down on his belly like a cat in the grass, and when he judges the time just right, up he’ll leap in a frenzy of barking. “Oh, look, a puppy,” the paddlers always say, unfazed. But Sam is never disappointed.
As they continue on their way, he sits back down, content, his mission successfully completed.