Category Archive: Quilting

The Friends that Tote together… Kathleen Maris

Kathleen (Mary, Katie, MK, Carlson, Cobb, Maris, Paltrineri) has had many names. I think it’s a tribute to how many people have loved her. Kathleen & I met at UNH’s MFA writing program,… Continue reading →

The Friends that Tote together…. Mekeel McBride

Mekeel McBride (poet, wildlife rehabilitator, life coach, animal whisperer, fine bric-a-brac collector) is many things. Has been many things. Is still becoming many things. She’s been a waitress, an avid roller skater, a… Continue reading →

The Friends that Tote together… Caro Clark

Behold! The tote I lovingly handcrafted for Caro Clark, fiction writer, boat builder, tropical island bartender, Alaska tour guide, and social networker extraordinaire. Caro & I met during our tenure at UNH’s MFA… Continue reading →

Totes ma goats

In December 2012, I made a tote bag. It was so easy! so fun! & used up so many quilt scraps! So, I made sixteen tote bags in two weeks. I became the… Continue reading →

Half-Triangles, New Beginnings

With the sun and subsequent snow melt, it felt warm enough to open the windows today. Tilly “Willicus” & I listened to the chickadees and the metal clankings of the shipyard all afternoon.… Continue reading →

Inclement Weather Blues

Today, Mom & I were supposed to be getting our hair & nails done, starting a yellow & grey chevron-style quilt, and then getting a delicious dinner at her new favorite Mexican place.… Continue reading →

Pouches Ain’t Just for Marsupials; Resolutions Ain’t Just for Resolving

Finally! The holidays are over & I can share photos of the delightful little zipper pouches I made for friends & family! Pictured above are 7 of the 18 that I crafted, each… Continue reading →

Quilted Stockings

This post is just to say that I made quilted stockings this Sunday. For Michael, Tilly “Willicus” Cat, & me. But none for the squirrels in our walls. My one regret is not making… Continue reading →

Sister Song

My sister, T and I are thirteen months apart, just shy of Irish twins. For some weird reason, we have almost always got along. There have certainly been those vicious hair-pulling, gut-kicking fights,… Continue reading →

Fabric Bin Logic

Fabric bins. Or tupperwares, boxes. Or for the luckiest, entire rooms with shelves. In my case, overflowing drawers of fabric in the top half of a folk art dresser. By December, I have… Continue reading →