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