Early Friday morning, we sat on the porch, third coffees on the table between us, me with my crochet, Julian with his moleskin, and we brainstormed all the things we’d love to achieve around the farm over the weekend. Then we
If you’d told me last year – or any of the last six – that I would love making quilts with swathes of grey I would have hooted out loud. Why on earth would I do that when I was
Really, every post I write about quilts could start like this “Oh my goodness, it’s finally finished!” I’m so predictable ;-) This Little Farmer’s Quilt was one of those spur of the moment quilts I pieced last year. On a
The last few months have been so many things. Bewildering, magical, overwhelming, everything I’ve ever daydreamed about, exhausting, bliss and such a privilege. I have not started back at nursing yet, Julian is working from home, and Noah’s having a gap year.