One Poem. One Planet. April 18, 2017

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Let us renew our vows, bear.
Let us pass, bear.

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The world did not end in war

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I’m thinking of making 2023 the year of red. I don’t use it very much and I don’t know why. Gonna change that. This was a great experiment from yesterday’s quarter square curvy workshop with @sherrilynnwood I started with cutting up an old denim shirt for the center and followed it outward, inviting the red in. I challenged myself to use all solids and keep it small—I always end up with quilts that can double as aircraft hanger covers. I think I’m going to hand quilt this one and maybe add some buttons.

I could let the sleeping dog lie, or I could use her as an easel to get a picture of my WIP latest landscape.

Happy Birthday to my husband Sir Poncelfoot! (That’s his Scrabble avatar name.) A weird little Lindy cheesecake that tastes amazing and I mean, come on, absolutely steals the show with my mad cheesecake decorating skills.

7 minutes to steep, and then I have a big ol cuppa Hope. Cheers!

A wee experiment this morning. I’m running out of the material I started with, so I can either substitute a poor match or go with something completely different. We’ll see where it goes.

Philosophical conversation between brother and sister upon the safety seal of an Almond Roca container.