Hello, friends!
I’m writing in a pure stream-of-consciousness to you on this sunny Sunday afternoon. My feisty four-year-old grey and white cat is curled up on my legs and a book is perched open at my side. We’re cuddled in a beautiful quilt that my creative and artistic grandmother pieced by hand. The quilt is meticulously patterned in smaller, square p…
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