Pleasant View Schoolhouse

Much of my sewing is governed by what scrap bin is overflowing--it's like planning dinner around a gardenful of zucchini. In tod...

The fruit bowl today struck me as beautifully seasonal. The Fuji apples from my favorite farmer, a few pears (they are so good this yea...

Felix has just a few more weeks on campus and it was a beautiful warm end-of-color weekend so we headed his way to enjoy the woods and ...

This week I framed my paint-by-numbers favorites for the sitting room. There's something about uniform frames (even the cheap wood on...

In the shop this afternoon: a box of thirty-five patterns, a mix of old and new. Many not-so-exciting skirts, but plenty of vintage chi...

I've been perusing Jane Brocket's  quilt-making book  this week. It's a great companion for someone who's been intimidat...

" . . . She now knew what one ought to wear and exactly how to accomplish it on a very small income. She had learned that the most exp...

Now in my  etsy shop , these pot holders in my new quilt colorway "Saturday Morning at the Hardware Store." All proceeds to h...

The horses were looking over the fence, the homemade smoker was burning with hickory smoke, and the leaves were drifting down. ...

This quilt was commissioned on behalf of a very young man with very strong opinions about what makes a quilt acceptable. It should not,...

Japanese Maple Log Cabin Quilt *Started*, the headline should actually read. I haven't wanted to do any Big Sewing since we got home fr...

Not being of the "less is more" persuasion, Daisy builds up elaborate displays in her room. I love this telling collection...

A quick stop in a Goodwill to get some aqua t-shirts to cut up for an applique project, and I glanced at the coat rail and saw this. ...

Now I'm pinning my hopes on a *winter* garden, and so far so good. The turnip patch is a wonderland, even if the Swiss chard seeds ...

Felix came home for the weekend wearing his thirties' style hat (from his most recent visit to NY), a tie, and carrying his banjo. L...

We lit the first fire of the season, and looked down to see that we weren't the only ones enjoying it.

Most of the leaves are still on the tree, but it's never too early to at least *start* your leaf pile.

This morning I tackled some dirty chores, outside and in. The biggest was to wrassle Frederick's entire birdcage out into the bac...

I'm calling this one "Ornamental Cabbage." See those dark greens, cream, and purple? It's all one big granny square, ...