Once upun a time; there was time. I have always been a crafter. I've made dolls, and embroidery was a skill that I learned way before I started school and so was quilting. Along the way and through the years I started to paint and draw; I've made candles and soap and sweet smelling herbal pillows.
The last few years I just can't find any time. I have my job and the brats and there have been a few health issues but nothing too serious. Why don't I have any time???
I love to sew and I make my own designs, I can't make a real pattern; I just sort of know what I'm trying to make and I usually get pretty close.
My Grandmother was quite a needlewoman; she had me quilting as soon as I could hold a needle and the rule was that 10-11 stitches per inch was the proper stitch count and by the time I was eleven years old I could quilt ten tiny stitches per inch as easily as I could tie my shoe. I'm sure I cannot do that now but I love to quilt and I've pulled these sweet fabrics from my stash and I am determined to find time.
I love the muted spring colors, please follow me on my journey to find my old self, my real self, the path of life that I love and that I miss. I am on a journey to find time.