I hadn’t planned on threading my needle again until the grandkids came along. I’m still waiting on my future angels, but I’ve had itchy fingers. I needed to let my quilting self out. Let her create. Once I gave her permission, all $@^(&^$@ broke loose. First, I set up my room. The fabric you see…
Author: karenlee
“Bless My Whiskers”
Pristine
The Secret
“Prize Winning” Mincemeat?
At this year’s Christmas party we were prompted to tell a story, a funny tale, of something that happened in Christmases past. Applause at the end dictated who “won.” But, I’ll get back to that. The husband LOVES mincemeat. I’d say he’s fairly obsessed. He loves it so much that when one of my elderly…
